Luyện nghe bài hát Jigga My Nigga

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

Jay-z: (jigga) my mother fucking name?
(jigga) and who I'm with huh?
(my niggas)
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it
(jigga) my mother fucking name?
(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 crack when I was in ac
on the block jay-z mother fucker from the, the, the roc
Went solo on that ass but still the same
Brooklyn be the where I serve them thangs
Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs came
And we got to hustling, mudering thangs
I dipped in my stash, splurged on a
Now I'm titianic, iceberg's the
Leave players on injured reserve, the game
The best way to me in the word, insane
I dick down chicks all in my fame
Jigga been dope slick rick's first chain
The god, you back to the earth from which you came
I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with
Ladies don't me said "i heard he's vain"
Well guess what mommies? I the same,
You the name

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

2:

Got a license to so I stay the gat
Roc-a-fella, ruff ryders, nigga 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 with priests, hustle nuns
Got the mind capacity of a young cassidy
Niggas get fly, let 'em gravity
rapidly lift your chest cavity
Streets won't let me
Always been a clumsy nigga, don't let me
Mother fuckers wet me still,
I y'all raw, the one, like five divided by four
Shit, just the hate that's been provided by ya'll
and multiplied by more
You to see jigga in a wide body or
Drop-top bently is all, holla at me

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

3:

I don't give a if I sold one or one million, but I think you should
if I only sold one, then out comes the hood
The all black, in the gloves, the outcome good
Them act like wolves, how come? they could
Cause we don't drop hits, we drop that smash
Till the wrists is lit up, the arm looks glass
The chipped up, the charm it flash
Could fuck up your like the bombest hash
See the reason why chicks let me palm ass
All I gotta do is let 'em call me de'glass
Let me sit up in they till I launch it back
Snap they neck, then shoot 'em till they aren't sent
The calmest cat, me when I palm this gat
your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back
Monster's back, and flex a bomb to that
And everybody to the track, come on

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