Tytuł: Freestlye

• Wykonawca: Jay-Z
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   feat. Beanie Siegel
  
  Beenie Mack
  Rocafella y'all
  Check
  Check
  
  A yo two decades, three years and still in order
  I done stabbed sticks, killed bricks drowned drops of water
  Ate a million dollars
  Shitted four million quarters
  Stuck mothers, sisters, aunt, nieces and daughters
  Fuck taco bell
  I run south of the border
  Cop a whole pie and you working wit a quarter
  Stay cased up like my man Rhyme Slaughter
  Sleep in crack spots on off that water
  Y'all scrape up for weed money and grub
  Me and my man role in a Benz four dub
  On our way to the club
  Smoking weed out the jug
  While most stay in court trying to plead wit the judge
  What!
  Fist and wrist stay glitered up
  Don pee sip it up to I spit it up
  I fuck bitches who bust checks to flood my neck
  Give me rough sex
  Huff wet
  Bust teks
  Feds eyeing, like I'm imported that shit
  I trying to be cased up in court for that shit
  I just want to breeze through sported that shit
  Laughing at them point niggaz snorting that shit
  Y'all niggaz would never finish that y'all be starting
  Never could back up that shit y'all be talking
  I make you famous
  I put your face on milk cartons
  Beenie Mack smoother than Jerome on Martin
  I keep the silence on the three eighty loughton
  Quiets the bus but can't do shit about this sparking
  That's why I get my bodies right before darken
  Your dogs ain't biting shit, just doing a lot of barking
  Your squads leaking
  Fronting like y'all eating
  Rent a little car get dress on the weekend
  That that Joe shit
  You don't know me why you speaking?
  Cause I shut down blocks and clock like Puerto Ricans
  Beenie Mack rap gorilla
  I'm out for the scrilla
  Face it ain't no replacement for this killer