Ruff Ryders feat. Jay-Z
Jigga My Nigga
Roc-a-fella, Irv Gotti. Swizz Beats, It's almost over ya'll, Jigga
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Lights out niggas!!!
(Women Singing)
Jay-Z:
(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
Verse 1:
Sold the crack when I was down in AC
Back on the block Jay-Z mother fucker 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
Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs they came
And then we got to hustling, mudering thangs
I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain
Now I'm Titianic, Iceberg's the name
Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game
The best way to describe me in the 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
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