Testi:
Jay Z 22 Two S

's We here tonight to have a good time (Yo, start the show, start the show) Wait a minute, I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear

show!") Wait a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dam Deass let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat Why don't you come up here and

show!") Wait a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dam Deass let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat Why don't you come up here and

show!") Wait a minute; I see my man over there Jay-Z Jay-Z, Dam Deass let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat Why don't you come up here and

(feat. Jay-Z) [Verse 1] I'm a hustla, I'm a hustla homie I got the product, narcotics for customers homie Feins open they be smoking like a muffler

Mic check, one two, one two I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two You're eyein' us in the iron bus Leak ya, two liters of red juice, Hawaaiin

Who's rappin lame and, playin We about gainin, reignin Puttin in pain in, tamin Who's rappin lame and, playin [Verse Two: M-Balmer] Now, let's let the

ya money or ya life [Verse 2] All I need is one mic, two 22's, three 80's Four play five mama's of my babies, six 100 Mercedes Seven summers locking the game like Jay-Z

holla when you see me, chunking double deuce out the Lac [Jay'Ton] I'm moving slow up the block, 22's sitting cocked I'm from the South, so it's automatic