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Lyrics for Change The Game by Jay-Z:
| | | Artist: | Jay-Z |
| | Album: | The Dynasty Roc La Familia | | Track: | Change The Game | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 183 | | | | Lyrics: | Jay-Z]
Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go
Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
Uhh, bounce, uhh..
Shit
relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them thugs from the
R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get
your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
[Jay-Z]
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the
house
[Memphis Bleek]
Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still
puff - beeatch!
[Jay-Z]
Uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, uhh
Young Hova in the house..
Jigga! Yeah
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
.. hold up
love
Everytime you see Jigga Man I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades shit
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change
my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
got the engine gunnin
Throwin it up like liquor on an empty stomach
{*cycle whizzes by*}
Y'all don't hear nuttin?
Who that, Mac?
[Beanie Sigel]
Nah dawg, that's M.
Bleek comin
[Memphis Bleek]
Who the FLUCK, want, what?
Catch Bleek in South
Beach out of the reach of the police
Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)
Yak in
my pocket, smokin the sticky chocolate (OO-WEE!)
Holla if you want drama
with
[Jay-Z]
The Dynasty; Amil, Bleek, Jigga and..
[Beanie
Sigel]
Sigel - Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?
Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and
white tees
Me without a gun dawg, unlikely
You know I keep the heat right under the
wifebeat'
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit
tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay
dumb high
Whether block shit or rock shit
Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got
shit
Get Sig' any track I'ma spit the talk to it
Down South gon' bounce Crips gon' walk to
it
Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it
Every dawg, every Blood in the hood,
bark to it
Get the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put
the choke in the air
[singer]
Don't change the game for these hoes
who plays
the game like we supposed
[Jay-Z]
Sigel Sigel in the house
[Beanie
Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig
push-backer
[singer]
Don't change the game for these hoes
who plays the game
like we supposed
[Jay-Z]
Memph Bleek in the house
[Memphis
Bleek]
Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still puff -
beeatch!
[singer]
Don't change the game for these hoes
who plays the game like
we supposed
[Jay-Z]
Young Hova in the house.. Jigga!
Crist' sipper, six dipper,
wrist glitter nigga!
I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
More chains
than rings, niggaz won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm
deranged
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot
killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of
fact, the East coast fuck took it from me
Fourth album still Jay still spittin that real
shit
Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run
rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again
(uh-huh)
Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner
Ballin repeatedly, highlights on
Sportscenter
Please repeat after me - there's only one rule
I WILL NOT, LOSE | | | |
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