Jay-Z Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Jigga My Nigga Lyrics

Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, Swizz Beats

 It's almost over y'all

 Jigga, how real is that?

 Uhh, uhh, uhh, lights out niggaz!

 

 [Chorus: Jay-Z (and Amil)]

 

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO? 

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right

 

 [Jay-Z]

 Yeah.. yeah..

 From the crap tables down in A.C.

 back on the block Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc

 Went solo on that ass but it's still the same

 Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs

 B. my niggaz was strugglin, to the 'burbs they came

 And then we got to hustlin, murderin thangs

 I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain

 Now I'm Titanic, Iceberg's the name

 Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game

 The best way to describe me in a word, insane

 I dick down chicks all emerged in my fame

 Jigga been dope since Slick Rick's first chain

 The God, send you back to the earth from which you came

 I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane

 Ladies don't know me said, "I heard he's vain"

 Well guess what mami? I heard the same

 You heard the name

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Jay-Z]

 Yeah, uhh, I got a

 license to kill so I stare at the gat

 Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, niggaz scared of that

 Got a new motto this year, "Don't Fuck With My Ones"

 Knock on your door, three in the mornin, 

 "It's just us and the guns!"

 See I scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns

 I got the, mind capacity of a young Butch Cassidy

 Niggaz get fly, let em defy gravity

 Fo'-five rapidly lift your chest cavity

 Streets won't let me chill

 Always been a clumsy nigga, don't let me spill

 Muh'fuckers wanna wet me still, I remain y'all

 more than one, like five divided by four

 Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by y'all

 Reciprocated and multiplied by more

 You likely to see Jigga in a widebody or

 drop-top Bentley Azure, holla at me y'all

 Uh

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Jay-Z]

 I don't give a fuck 

 if I sold one or one million, but I think you should

 Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood

 All black in the club, the outcome ain't good

 Them niggaz act like wolves, how come? They could

 Cause we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash

 Til the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass

 The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash

 Could fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash

 See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass

 All I gotta do is let em call me Shawn de'Glass

 Let me sit up in they whip til I launch it back

 Snap they neck, then shoot em til they arch them back

 The calmest cat, trust me when I palm this gat

 Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back

 Monster's back, and Flex drop a bomb to that

 And e'rybody sing-a-long to the track, c'mon

 Uh-huh uhh uhh

 

 [Chorus: Jay-Z (and Amil)]

 

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO? 

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO?

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right, WHO? 

 (Jigga) What's my motherfuckin name?

 (Jigga) And who I'm rollin with huh?

 (My niggaz) Uh-huh-uh-uhh-uhh-uhh

 Niggaz better get it right, bitches better get it right..

 (Jigga) ...