Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - Squeeze 1st

Uh, yeah, mmmm
William H. niggas
Holla, yeah, yo

HOOK:
That`s why I, squeeze first ask quesions last
That`s how most of these so called gangstas pass
I, squeeze first ask questions last
Cuz when I pull up, always pop, that`s why I`m livin today

[JIGGA]
Yo, when I meet ya, I heat ya down
When I greet ya, meet ya with pound
Not the handshake, but the kind that make ya demand a wake
The kind that put land over your face
I pop ya, let doctors stitch ya
I-N-F-R-A, will not miss ya
I move light, like my shoes too tight
Leave niggas confused from the day to the night
At night, see the light, when the pistol`s sparkin
Daytime it gets dark when that pistol barkin
I keep cash `case cops arrest me
`case kids kidnap me, kids could get back me
You shall repent `fore you spend a red cent
If not you, somebody of close descent
Thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he
Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke
And y`all choke motherfuckers

HOOK

[JIGGA]
I said thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he
Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke
Thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he
Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke
And y`all choke niggas

HOOK

[JIGGA]
Y`all don`t understand
I said thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he
Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy
Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult
Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke
Y`all choke niggas

HOOK

[JIGGA]
See when I`m low in digits, I push blow in a blizzard
I`m a player for real, I post and pivot
Coke distribute, be where the ghostes visit
Where the demons live, shit my scene is vivid
Squeamish kids, y`all get the fuck outta this verse
It`s about to get so obscene in a minute
I seen and live it, I did some things I admit it
Wasn`t proud of it, but I was a child fuck it
Kept a pow tucked in a brown belt
Couldn`t sit down, big gun kept stickin my pelvis
Shit it was either that or be livin wit Elvis
Niggas is jealous, hell is hot, you heard X
Wanted to tell God that I don`t deserve this
Was afraid that he`d tell me I deserve less
My life was nervous, you haven`t heard stress
Til you heard the cries of my mama, me givin her drama
Told her I aint promised tomorrow, gotta live for the day
And before she could say Jay...
I was out the door, pouch full of raw, a outlaw mentality
Men gotta do men things for men salary
Bad Boy, not Puff or Mike Lowery, damn B.I.G. woulda been proud of me
Ahh shit man...
Young Hova ya heard?
Who could fuck wit him?

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Jay-Z - Squeeze 1st Uh, yeah, mmmm William H. niggas Holla, yeah, yo HOOK: That`s why I, squeeze first ask quesions last That`s how most of these so called gangstas pass I, squeeze first ask questions last Cuz when I pull up, always pop, that`s why I`m livin today [JIGGA] Yo, when I meet ya, I heat ya down When I greet ya, meet ya with pound Not the handshake, but the kind that make ya demand a wake The kind that put land over your face I pop ya, let doctors stitch ya I-N-F-R-A, will not miss ya I move light, like my shoes too tight Leave niggas confused from the day to the night At night, see the light, when the pistol`s sparkin Daytime it gets dark when that pistol barkin I keep cash `case cops arrest me `case kids kidnap me, kids could get back me You shall repent `fore you spend a red cent If not you, somebody of close descent Thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke And y`all choke motherfuckers HOOK [JIGGA] I said thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke Thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke And y`all choke niggas HOOK [JIGGA] Y`all don`t understand I said thou shalt not fuck with raw me, or he Face a thousand deaths from Mr. Shawn Correy Carter, rap harder like I`m part of a cult Like Cuban cigar maker `cept I`m hard to smoke Y`all choke niggas HOOK [JIGGA] See when I`m low in digits, I push blow in a blizzard I`m a player for real, I post and pivot Coke distribute, be where the ghostes visit Where the demons live, shit my scene is vivid Squeamish kids, y`all get the fuck outta this verse It`s about to get so obscene in a minute I seen and live it, I did some things I admit it Wasn`t proud of it, but I was a child fuck it Kept a pow tucked in a brown belt Couldn`t sit down, big gun kept stickin my pelvis Shit it was either that or be livin wit Elvis Niggas is jealous, hell is hot, you heard X Wanted to tell God that I don`t deserve this Was afraid that he`d tell me I deserve less My life was nervous, you haven`t heard stress Til you heard the cries of my mama, me givin her drama Told her I aint promised tomorrow, gotta live for the day And before she could say Jay... I was out the door, pouch full of raw, a outlaw mentality Men gotta do men things for men salary Bad Boy, not Puff or Mike Lowery, damn B.I.G. woulda been proud of me Ahh shit man... Young Hova ya heard? Who could fuck wit him? Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Squeeze 1st: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/2484.html Все тексты песен: Jay-Z » Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder » Jay-Z - Blueprint 2 » Jay-Z - What They Gonna Do » Jay-Z - Blueprint (Momma Loves Me) » Jay-Z - Coming Of Age (Da Sequel) » Jay-Z - It`s Hot (Some Like it Hot) » Jay-Z - City is Mine 12" » Jay-Z - Wishing on a Star » Jay-Z - Pain In Da Ass (outro) » Jay-Z - Big Pimpin` » Jay-Z - It`s Alright (OST) » Jay-Z - Frontin` (Dancehall Remix) » Jay-Z - Cashmere Thoughts » Jay-Z - 1-900-Hustler » Jay-Z - Where Have You Been » Jay-Z - I Just Wanna Love You (Give It To Me) » Jay-Z - Who You Wit II » Jay-Z - Super Ugly (White Label) 12"/DJ Kay Slay » Jay-Z - Big Pimpin` (Extended Version) » Jay-Z - La, La, La (Excuse Me Again) * Рекомендуем скачать: » Мумий Тролль - Так страшно » Михаил Рыскин - Пуэрто Ваярта... Пуэрто Ваярта... » Михаил Кочетков - Сладких скрипочек обманы... » Мин-Нет - Москва 2003 » Мария Булат - Перекликаясь » Михаил Муратов - Цыганочка » Мария Махова - О, как мне это все знакомо!.. » Михаил Мазель - Солнечный лисёнок » Марина Самаркина - А всё ли мне в жизни простится... » Машина Времени - Место где свет » Мария Булат - Театр » Михаил Щербаков - На всей земле I » Михаил Башаков - Герой-2 » Михаил Каплунов - На посошок » Мельница - Ворон » Михаил Волков - Весы » Михаил Щербаков - Трубач » Мария Фаликман - Летние дни в середине апреля. Склонность к полетам... » Михаил Трегер - Ностальгический романс, или размышления великого короля Папуа при торжественной встрече известного р » Марина Гершенович - Ноябрь
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