[Verse One] Momma I made it Ya'll know how I do when the Doc do it I fly thru it That's how I operated Momma I made it Ghetto like the grease when you
, I won't erase it I go to my grave with the memory of the sacrifice you made You deserve a standin' ovation Momma, I made it Momma, I made it Momma, I made it
Traduzione: Jay-Z. I Made It.
: [Verse One] Momma I made it Ya'll know how I do when the Doc do it I fly thru it That's how I operated Momma I made it Ghetto like the grease when
[Verse One] Momma I made it Ya'll know how I do when the Doc do it I fly thru it That's how I operated Momma I made it Ghetto like the grease when
into it Make it fluid, in and out, all around when a nigga do it You got me high! Let me come inside! I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride
But I'm not gonna cry I'm a Bad Boy killa Jay-Z die too Looking out for Mobb Deep Nigga when I find you Weak mutha-fuckas don't deserve to breathe How
gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it It get you high over and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin is
Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCa right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and... since I made it here I can make it anywhere
I'll be screaming on these horns till I'm hoarse! [Chorus] [Royce Da 5' 9":] Nah I ain't fading yet I'd rather stay and rap I mighta made a deck I find
rhyme You think I dissed you now, that I don't miss you now Don't be a hater now, be glad I made it now I know I probably rubbed you the wrong way But
out of that zone, not even A.I. It ain't even a business, it's just the way I get it consistantly, flip it until the day I'm gone Scream beef any day
I am not So come on, show me what you got What would Jay-Z do? What would Jay-Z do? What would Jay-Z do? I'm talking to you What would Jay-Z do?
Swiss cheese from head to stomach 'Cause I don't care I'm a nut like that, I bust my gat I walk it, I talk it, it's actual fact Niggas acting like Poet
