Jay‐Z feat. The LOX , Beanie Sigel and Sauce Money Reservoir Dogs Lyrics

Vol. 2… Hard Knock Life Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro - Hand It Down
  • 2 Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem)
  • 3 If I Should Die
  • 4 Ride or Die
  • 5 Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator 99)
  • 6 Money, Cash, Hoes
  • 7 A Week Ago
  • 8 Coming of Age (Da Sequel)
  • 9 Can I Get A…
  • 10 Paper Chase
  • 11 Reservoir Dogs
  • 12 It's Like That
  • 13 It's Alright
  • 14 Money Ain't a Thang
  • ****, **** is real right here
    Roc-a-Fella, LOX, takin the streets over ************s
    Don't get it twisted
    Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
    Yo shut the **** up 'fore I blast and Banned From TV your ***
    With no mask, look at the camera like what?
    Yeah I did it like them sick white boys the court committed
    To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy
    Drop 100 bars for real like I'm lookin for a deal
    If I ain't hungry, who the **** is, I'm worse than them African kids
    I ain't straight til my numbers match the Motorola ?bid?
    And walk the streets up in ? ? like I don't ****in care
    If I ain't strapped that means I took em off my Nike Airs
    Get off mine, y'all talk **** like little children
    When I ride mine like *****ed when I walk up in the building
    Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild whores
    Jet-skiin, while you keep warm at corner stores
    I make it hot, floodin your block, the best way
    Professionally, they'll find poison in your X-Ray
    As I get roasted lookin at Biggie posted on my wall
    Takin shots of Louie til I fall
    Nuttin to lose, just load the clip up in the groove
    And kick rhymes to the poster, til I swear Big move
    My team, you would think was on Thorazine
    How we floss and don't give a **** what it's cost-ing

    Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, it's time to apply it now
    Pick out a quiet town and tie it down
    Make *****z lock it down, y'all know where to buy it now
    Beanie Mac I supply it now
    My squad roll deep, in foreign cars with two seats
    Couple of five's, a six, a few Jeeps
    Bag enough coke to last a few weeks
    In case *****z wanna test, vest and a few heats
    You really wanna test my name? And test my game?
    Until you have me, test my aim?
    Y'all *****z nuts, like testricles
    Hit you up in your apartment buildin vestibule
    Perhaps it's best for you, to keep on walkin
    Heat from the noggin, keep on sparkin
    Platinum prezzie, Bezzie, stay sparklin
    Cop off the lot never see me at the auction
    Pint of Bacardi darken, when it's hawkin
    Out on the strip, until I reach the margin
    Not tryin to meet the Seargeant, at the precinct
    Eatin cheese sandwiches, down for the weekend
    Locked up with dirty white boys and Ricans

    Now if I kill you I probably do ten in the box
    Come down on appeal then I'm killin your pops
    You feelin The LOX, ***** why you grillin The LOX
    If this rap **** don't work *****z still in the spot
    You bring it to me, I gotta lose your family
    Gangstas don't die, they get chubby, and move to Miami
    **** is deep now dog but it gets deeper
    **** it, the weather's nice and the price is much cheaper
    I put it on tape, you gon' buy it, I put it in a bag
    You gon' try it, y'all *****z can't deny it
    Lot of cats still tryin to study my last bounce
    Tell you what, get a beat tape and a half ounce
    They got me where I can't be without my large gat
    Teflon long sleeve, and my hardhat
    Don't matter if I'm openin up, or headline
    Doin the speed limit or pushin red lines
    Six months in the county or fed time
    I'ma be the 'Kiss *****, until it's bedtime
    Anything I'm on is a classic, any *****
    Ever had beef with, son is a bastard
    Anytime I spit, spit acid, L.O.X.
    Ruffryder you heard? We got the game mastered

    I told you the pain was comin
    You wouldn't listen
    You tried to play me like a joke?
    Now who got the last laugh?
    Now take these bullets with you to hell

    You ************s is sick, don't think Sauce the ****
    So many *****z on my nuts I thought I lost my ****
    Picture me fallin off, I'm camera shy
    Hammers fly, might miss you, but your man'll die
    What's the difference? Either way I'm stunnin your crew
    I **** to win, y'all *****z comin to lose
    Somethin to prove? Spit it, we can have a sprayoff
    I lay off wet *****z and kill em on my day off
    Ain't nuttin for me to bust a trey off
    Murder the whole month of April *****, just to take May off
    Run with more Germans than Adolf, you light crews
    Now I concentrate on your camp, like Jews
    Flow hot like a heatwave *****
    Whips fatter than them shits they beat slaves with
    I'm a meal stackin ***** who pull quick, still packin
    For you Phil Jackson *****z on that Bull

    I don't give a **** who you are, so **** who you are
    I don't care about a pretty *****, watch or a car
    I don't care about your block and whoever you shot
    I don't care about your album and whenever it drop
    I don't care about your past if I did I woulda asked
    I'm too busy lightin 'dro with a whole lotta hash
    Far as this rap ****, I'm ten steps ahead of *****z
    Shootin backwards, just for practice
    Ride or die *****, hoppin in your casket
    Bout to go to hell with you, blow the L with you
    Tell the whole world I'm spittin let em know the shells hit you
    I tell *****z quick, suck **** and get a glock
    My name ring bells like Sunday at twelve o'clock
    I'm half past seven, bust six then eleven
    You know me, slide my man my joint say reload me
    I ruffryde and pop a fella for Roc-a-Fella
    Jay (what the ****) spendin mozzarella

    I know pop you can't stand us cause you **** them hammers
    Run in your crib, no prisoners, pop your grandma
    Locked in the slammer? Nope, popped up in Atlanta
    Crossed up in a drop I popped up the antenna
    Whoa, watch your manners when my veins pop like scanners
    Like raindrops you hear the thunder when I **** the cannon
    Big thang, big chains, ain't **** changed
    Get brained in the four dot six Range
    **** main, switch lanes
    Every town I hit, switch planes, ***** flipped big caine
    Flow with no cut, you take it in vain/vein to the brain
    Muh'fukas is noddin and throwin up, you know that
    You don't wanna owe that man
    He'll hit you, get the picture? Kodak man
    Gotta, love for war, I don't floss no more
    I just sit on my money til I'm above the law
    How the **** you gonna stop us with your measly asses
    We don't stop at the tolls we got EZ passes, *****
    Multiple cars and divas with D-classes
    Iceberg sweat with I.B. on the elastic
    ****, beyotch! What the ****, ya heard me?
    Put some more beat on that joint

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