JAY-Z — Come and Get Me

[Verse 1] I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck Ignorant bastard, I'm takin' it back to day one No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun For niggas that think I spend my days in the sun Well here's the shock of your life, the Glock not the mic Homie I'm not into hype; trust me, I'm still street You still fuckin' up then trust me I still creep Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin' real sweet But reach and I bury niggas sixty feet deep S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs Separate fathers from their daughters, why bother I'm a crook like you, I took like you I disobeyed the law, threw out the book like you How dare you look at Jigga like I'm shook like who I keep the fifth with me nigga, come and get me.. [Interlude] COME AND GET ME! {*gong sounds*} Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-come.. {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka-COME AND GET ME! .. {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka.. {*bell rings*} .. Ka-ka-ka-ka-come {*bell rings*} .. come and get me COME AND GET ME [Break] Don't know what y'all niggas is Tryin' to do but I don't like it Yeah, straight gangster shit Heyyyy, uh-huh-uh-uhh gangster shit Uhh, straight gangster nigga Roc.. [Verse 2] Yo, the summer's 'bout to get hot Niggas home from jail and they plottin' Heard about the watch, the Bentley hard-top The Continental T, got 'em resentin' me God I work hard, please don't envy me I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard I can recall a year ago I almost lost this job All y'all remember is the part about me parkin' the hard What about all them days I was walkin' my dogs Barkin' at broads, but they never hollered back And if they did all they said was, "Where them dollars at?" Imagine, bein' skinny growin' up around brolic cats The quiet assassin demeanor of them college cats Until I got a gat and loudly start poppin' back Round the way, niggas called me Bobby Boucher Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay How y'all gon' stick me up, take my jewels away Pull out your gat, car jack me, take my cruise away Well I got news for y'all fools today, hey.. [Chorus] I got, shots to give, come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't, part with this, come and get me nigga I worked, hard for this, come and get me nigga I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME... COME AND GET ME... [Verse 3] I made it so, you could say Marcy and it was all good I ain't crossover I brought the suburbs to the hood Made 'em relate to your struggle, told 'em 'bout your hustle Went on MTV with durags, I made them love you You know normally them people wouldn't be fuckin' witchu 'Til I made 'em understand why you do what you do I expected to hear, "Jay, if it wasn't for you.." But instead, all I hear is buzzin' in your crew How y'all schemin', tryin' to get accustomed to my moves So y'all could tape my mouth, stake out my house But I got pride I'm a nigga first I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first That's how Jigga work The funny thing; I represent y'all every time I spit a verse And that's the shit that hurts But hey, I got my mind right, got my nine right here So when y'all feel that the time is right.. [Chorus] I got, shots to give, come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't, part with this, come and get me nigga I worked, hard for this, come and get me nigga I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME... COME AND GET ME... [Verse 4] Ayo yo, ayo yo It's only fair that I warn ya, rap's my new hustle I'm treatin' it like the corner, fuck with me if you wanna My game change but my mind-frame remains the same I gotta protect what's mine Shit I started from nothin'; zero, zip I made my way hustlin', I don't owe niggas shit I'm paranoid now, so I keep the gun gripped Cats I played skelly with? Niggas done flipped I keep a banger in the ankle, one in the hip Two in the stash, one come up when I shift I keep one under the chair where I sit I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch Ask Biggs; every time he'd come to my crib He'd find another gun that I hid I'm ready to make this one of the, hottest summer there is Everyday like a hundred-and-six... shit... [Chorus] I got, shots to give, come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't, part with this, come and get me nigga I worked, hard for this, come and get me nigga I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME... COME AND GET ME... I got, shots to give, come and get me nigga Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga I won't, part with this, come and get me nigga I worked, hard for this, come and get me nigga I got, shots to give, COME AND GET ME... COME AND GET ME... [Outro] Motherfuckers!