Name: Bring It On
Duration: 5 min 1 s
Description: Слушайте песню Bring It On - JAY-Z, Jaz, Sauce Money онлайн с альбома Reasonable Doubt в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:01. Год выхода - 1996

Reasonable Doubt

JAY-Z

Mary J. Blige

Can't Knock The Hustle

Politics As Usual

The Notorious B.I.G.

Brooklyn's Finest

Dead Presidents II

Mecca

Feelin' It

D'evils

22 Two's

Can I Live

Foxy Brown

Ain't No Nigga

Friend Or Foe

Memphis Bleek

Coming Of Age

Cashmere Thoughts

Sauce Money

Bring It On

Unknown

Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack

Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green like slum change

Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker

We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click nigga

Ayo we pattin down pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar

We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen

Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing

Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing

East coast hostess hostile colossal, money flarin'

Like nostrils for drug dealin' apostles, huh

Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed across the board like poquino

Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with pull

With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's unstoppable cheese

Street knowledge amazin' to scholars when we coin phrases for dollars

Star studded bitches with crystals, get fucked with pistols

Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang

Mannerisms of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms

In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the pharaoh

High post like Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop

Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my steam

Uptown fiend for Jay-Z to appear on the scene

In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to lean

Money make the world go around so I made songs to spin

Can I Live, did dough, with my nigs, dividends flow

Can't do for dolo, had to turn away when Tony killed Manolo

That's real, mixed feelings like a mulatto

I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano

You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns

Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five grams

Wouldn't expect y'all to understand this money

Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to demolish

Crews Brooklyn through Hollis to a hood near you, what the fuck

I make moves that remove pebbles out of shoes

You suck pistol like pipe with the crystal

Cowboys or Benzes like we foulin in the U.N.

Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, rugged yet polished

On hides of llama we cry nada, fly frather

Call cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous

Tip scales from mail to keep these niggaz off balance

Your frequent stops to O.T.b. You feedin me

Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the gleams

Never put the pure brown sugar before the dirty green cream

Слушайте песню Bring It On - JAY-Z, Jaz, Sauce Money онлайн с альбома Reasonable Doubt в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:01. Год выхода - 1996

Bring It On

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