JAY-Z — Nigga What Nigga Who Originator 99

[Intro: Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh-huh G-Geah, g-geah Roc-A-Fella y'all Uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga Timbaland shit, nine-eight, biatch! Say what, say what? Uh-huh, uh-huh, follow me, biatch! [Refrain: Amil (Jay-Z)] Nigga, what? Nigga, who? (Y'all niggas can't fuck with me) Nigga, what (Get ready, yo) Nigga, who? Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit, though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though (Uh-huh uh-huh, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Motherfuckers wanna act loco Hit 'em with numerous shots with the fo'-fo' Faggots wanna talk to po-po's, smoke 'em like coco Fuck rap, coke by the boatload Fuck that, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed Left holes through some guy clothes Stop your bullshit, Glock with the full clip Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit One shot could make a nigga do a full flip See the nigga layin' shocked when the fool hit Oh, hey ma, how you? Know niggas wanna buy you But see, me? I wanna fuck for free like Akinyele Take this ride, make you feel it inside your belly If it's tight, get the K-Y Jelly All night, get you wide up inside the telly Side to side 'til you say, "Jay-Z, you're too much for me." [Chorus: Jay-Z & (Amil)] (Nigga, what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga, who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z (Nigga, what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga, who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z (Nigga, what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga, who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z (Nigga, what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga, who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Got a condo with nothin' but condoms in it The same place where the rhymes invented So all I do is rap and sex—imagine how I stroke See how I was flowin' on my last cassette? Rapid-fire like I'm blastin' a TEC, never jam though Never get hot, never run out of ammo Niggas hatin' and shit 'cause I slayed your bitch You know your favorite, I know it made you sick, and now you Actin' raw, but you never had war Don't know how to carry your ho, wanna marry your ho Now she's mad at me 'cause Your Majesty Just happened to be a pimp—what a tragedy! She want us to end 'cause I fucked her friend She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again I seen her tears as she busted in I said, "Shit, there's a draught, shut the door, bitch, and come on in!" [Chorus: Jay-Z & (Amil)] (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Got a vendetta even though I been better Left him in the cold with a thin sweater Rap niggas on Prozac get the bozack Niggas threw two at me, I threw four back, hold that Let the dough stack Way before Biggs had the gold Ac', Dame had the Lex black Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that And right where you're stressed at, where you rest at I suggest that niggas invest in a vest When I come through with the Glock, jet-black You niggas step back I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this Me and my niggas, we invented the shit I came into the business with this The Originator, none greater, Jaz-O, finish this shit! [Verse 4: Big Jaz (Jay-Z)] Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me? Worldwide Originator, say word to me The population holla, "Certainly" I burn a nigga like a third degree See me shine so bright Nigga, I'm my light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga You fly-by-night, stop chirpin' B Heavyweight's light work for me For the time in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin' me What, cut your face in like surgery Who the fuck got a VS Fuckin' BM's on the road When you had to be in bed at the PM Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N Forever touchin', my work is beginnin', you’re endin' Nigga, your style's no style, my style's hostile, c'mon Faggot nigga, down to take the gun home The o-ri-gi-na-tor! (Can't fuck with it, can ya?!) [Chorus: Jay-Z & (Amil)] (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the Z (Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z [Refrain: Amil] Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though Spit your flow, get your dough Can't fuck with this Roc-A-Fella shit though