Luyện nghe bài hát Jigga My Nigga

Roc-a-fella, ruff ryders. swizz beats, it's almost over ya'll, uh, uh, uh, uh, lights out niggas!!! (women singing)

Jay-z: (jigga) what's my fucking name?
(jigga) and who I'm rolling with
(my niggas)
Niggas better get it right, bitches get it right
(jigga) what's my mother fucking
(jigga) and who I'm with huh?
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh niggas get it right, bitches better get it right

1:

Sold the when I was down in ac
Back on the jay-z mother fucker from the, the, the roc
Went solo on that ass but still the same
Brooklyn be the place I serve them thangs
Be my was struggling, to the 'burbs they came
And then we got to hustling, thangs
I dipped in my stash, splurged on a
Now I'm titianic, iceberg's the
Leave players on reserve, hurt the game
The best way to describe me in the word,
I dick down all emerged in my fame
Jigga been dope slick rick's first chain
The god, send you back to the earth from you came
I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged 'cane
Ladies don't know me said "i heard vain"
Well guess what I heard the same,
You the name

(jigga) what's my fucking name?
(jigga) and who I'm rolling with
(my niggas) niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right who?
(jigga) what's my mother name?
(jigga) and who I'm with huh?
(my niggas)
Niggas get it right, bitches better get it right

2:

Got a to kill so I stay the gat
Roc-a-fella, ruff ryders, scared a that
Got a new motto this year, fuck with my ones
on your door, three in the morning, "it's just us and our guns!"
See I scrambled priests, hustle with nuns
Got the mind capacity of a young butch
Niggas get fly, let 'em defy
Four-five rapidly lift your chest
Streets won't let me
been a clumsy nigga, don't let me spill
Mother fuckers wet me still,
I remain raw, the one, like five divided by four
Shit, this just the that's been provided by ya'll
Reciprocated and multiplied by
You to see jigga in a wide body or
Drop-top bently is all, at me ya'll

(jigga) what's my mother fucking
(jigga) and who I'm rolling huh?
(my niggas) niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right who?
(jigga) what's my mother name?
(jigga) and who I'm rolling with
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh niggas better get it right, bitches get it right

3:

I don't give a fuck if I one or one million, but I think you should
Cause if I only sold one, then out the hood
The all black, in the gloves, the ain't good
Them niggas act like wolves, how they could
we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash
Till the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like
The necklace chipped up, the it flash
fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash
See the why chicks let me palm they ass
All I gotta do is let 'em me shawn de'glass
Let me sit up in whip till I launch it back
they neck, then shoot 'em till they aren't sent back
The calmest cat, trust me I palm this gat
Kill your mind, body and soul, your conscience back
Monster's back, and flex drop a to that
And sing-a-long to the track, come on

(jigga) what's my mother fucking
(jigga) and who I'm rolling with
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh better get it right, bitches better get it right who?
(jigga) what's my fucking name?
(jigga) and who I'm with huh?
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
(jigga) my mother fucking name?
(jigga) and who I'm rolling with
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh better get it right, bitches better get it right who?
(jigga) what's my mother fucking
(jigga) and who I'm with huh?
(my niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh niggas better get it right, better get it right