Is Jay-Z the greatest rapper of all time? Cole among them; and Lil Wayne has a Jay-Z verse tattooed on his leg. Yet even among the musical largess that comprises Jay, some of his classic songs rise above others. It was a real boost in self-esteem. What could have been an empty cash grab ended up feeling sincere. Each MC takes turns rapping as a blithe sample of M.
I'm A Gangsta Lyrics
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Lady GaGa - Paper Gangsta Lyrics
It usually takes a while — a decade or two — before we can look back at a particular era of American life and see it as something coherent, something whose every aspect is marked by one overarching mood. It takes a certain amount of hindsight to notice how all the wildly different reactions people had to the moment were still, in the end, reactions to the same thing; all the different poses they adopted were still being struck against the same backdrop. But this era — this year, and the last one, and one or two before that — might be an exception. Musicians are no exception.
Fingaz got beats [Cadillac Tah] Uhhahhhhh.. High, touch the sky And if you holdin weight, nigga get it up Mamis in the club lookin right; oh you ain't spendin the night? Give her the pin number, mami hit me up We can SkyTel tag until I get you in the back of the Jag After we burn a bag, I'ma hit the guts Oh you a baller? Then ball to this My pimps, gangstas, and dogs I ain't mad at you player, play on [Verse Two] Now hear me holla out GANGSTA, GANGSTA PAPER CHASER - I love the cake And petit mamis with the coke bottle shape So keep shakin that money maker, ma-ma I can't hate ya Its a cold world, ol' girl - so take advice from a pimp What I'm spittin is venomus ism listen When the chrome rims glistenin, on the 'llac truck Traffic get backed up - we in this, cloud of smoke from spinach Niggaz ain't big enough to go some rounds or minutes I'm heavyweight, and I ain't speakin bought pounds in fitness Use to spit off for sport but now its business When you see me holla like you know me and I ain't scared homie Picked up the mic, and put down the gats and yo Now I rap and blow, with a fire acid flow You know, and dog I ain't gotta repeat it Right in front of ya eyes, ya see it, the best kept secret [Chorus] [Verse Three] Now everybody just ride.. If you sittin on dubs, in that big body rollin a bud Then get high..