JAY-Z — Broken English & Drug Sellin

[Hook] Nickels and dimes, kilos and nines Can't stop the flow when all we know is crime [Sample] Talk broken english and drug selling [Verse 1] I got the formula to success: get yourself A kilo from Bobbito, then get yourself a couple of peoples And we can make this work, never let them niggas try to jerk If they do, put them in the dirt then murk Now, get your property some place, the Howard D's Get yourself a couple of shorties that shoot a Glock with ease And let's start clocking G's, never let Bobbito sell you flour Take a freeze, now it's time to flip 'em like Micky D's Take your baking soda and your triple beam Not too much soda, gotta keep it potent enough to cripple fiends And keep 'em running, coming back; keep your gun in lap In case these niggas try to steal your crack, there'll be none of that Just lock it down like Comstock nothing better Don't ever sell a tray on my block you'll need the doc- -Tor, move fast to have a empty case When you start seeing dough get that fire proof sentry safe [Hook] [Verse 2] Hustling 101 welcome to the class You'll learn the art of dealing history and making broken English your math I can't teach you how to stash, see myself I hold cash Every dollar like its my last, 'cause it might be I stay away from hoochies that love Gucci's and Louis Vuitton - the Don, before I spend: do me Before the sun rose we was out chasing dollars With a couple of O's that follow downing bottles of rosé And now we're celebrating living life 'cause Hell can wait First it was capsules, now its fish scales and selling weight What about rapping, rappers always be asking, "What?" While you was on promo tour I was at home laughing Stashing, staying in fashion, putting cash in The fireproof sentry safe, kid we die for loot [Hook] [Verse 3] Slacking in the game, kid make it happen Cop some cracks and put yourself back on the map and Once your clientele's grooving without you nothing's moving You got that shit they want, need, gotta have when they're using This shit is deeper than the streets, we're working for the government Before they try to Larry Davis me we're going public Can't see my future from the street so I live for now Gotta get legit before they hear my name too much downtown Tryna be up out this shit soon as I start packing Every time I try to leave this game it pull me back in A magnet to selling small white fragments Think bags of it 'cause I never had shit I gotta get mine regardless even if it means Putting my ass on the line like a trapeze artist I gotta blow, watch for the smoke That's all I know so that's all I wrote Out [Hook]