Traducción: Jay-z. Se você me ver.
Ain't gon' let you go [Verse 2] You lay me down Left me for alliance A long long time ago You left me there dying But you'll never let me go [Hook] You
days, ballin for days, and thats Timbaland you know he got Tracks for days, tracks for days, tracks for days, and thats Jay-z cant you see he was spitting
, you better Ice that shit You couldn't see me if you stood right in front of a pimp Fuck you income you better twice that shit You niggas make a million
of happiness Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are the makings of you It
Back up off me, you gettin too close to me son It'd be fun if you didn't have a gun But if you didn't had one you'd probably run; come come Now spit it
t Care If You See The Laurens Tucket Or You Bill O Reilly You Only Ralling Me Up For 3 Years They Had Me Peeing Out Of A Cup Now They Bout To Free Me
those? If you grew up with holes in your zapper toes You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you
'll get you in the truck ma That's right, you in luck ma You see me cruisin' down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First
I love you And you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love you too And I promise I'll be true to you [Verse 4 - 50 Cent]
up That's some sick shit That's a ill bitch, when you dead broke, she make you feel rich See mama your my Rihanna pull the umbrella when you see drama
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it
gon' murda ya! Up in you like a hernia. You suck, I'm just confirmin' ya, nigga! If you did it, nigga, then clearly we talkin' about you! Get off the
you, clones, You gotta give credit when credit is due, Why wouldn?t they give it ta Bone? If you ever gave props to the masta, thanks, Now you thinkin
got a vick if it's a brick you need My nigga for sheez Right back at you, holla after you land we get it before you leave Is you for sure? Them niggas
about the fame I'm like a new Jay-Z with a Virgin Island swag And a A-Town bounce with my Virgin Islands flag Pardon me if I brag but see we ain't
I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the hood made me Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred
then slavery how they taim me in this rap shit my roots is deep you heard the bitch in you yeah i know what's beef let it cook and i pop like grease you