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Jay-Z
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Squeeze First
作词:Shawn Carter, Ricardo Thomas
Uh, yeah, mmmm William H., niggas Holla, yeah, yo
That's why I squeeze first, ask questions 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
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 up close to sin
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
That's why I squeeze first, ask questions 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
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
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 That's why I squeeze first, ask questions 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
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
That's why I squeeze first, ask questions 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
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 ghosts 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 ain't 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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