Jigga My Nigga

Jay-Z

Roc-a-fella, Ruff Ryders. Swizz Beats, It's almost over ya'll, Jigga Uh, uh, uh, uh, Lights out niggas!!! (Women Singing)

Jay-Z: (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

Verse 1:

Sold the crack when I was down in AC

Back on the block Jay-Z mother fucker from the, the, the Roc

Went solo on that ass but it's still the same

Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs

Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs they came

And then we got to hustling, mudering thangs

I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain

Now I'm Titianic, Iceberg's the name

Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game

The best way to describe me in the word, insane

I dick down chicks all emerged in my fame

Jigga been dope since Slick Rick's first chain

The God, send you back to the earth from which you came

I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane

Ladies don't know me said "I heard he's vain"

Well guess what mommies? I heard the same,

You heard the name

Chorus:

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who?

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

Verse 2:

Got a license to kill so I stay the gat

Roc-a-fella, Ruff Ryders, nigga scared a that

Got a new motto this year, Don't Fuck With My Ones

Knock on your door, three in the morning, "It's just us and our guns!"

See I scrambled with priests, hustle with nuns

got the mind capacity of a young Butch Cassidy

Niggas get fly, let 'em defy gravity

Four-five rapidly lift your chest cavity

Streets won't let me chill

Always been a clumsy nigga, don't let me spill

Mother fuckers wanna wet me still,

I remain ya'll Raw, the one, like five divided by four

Shit, this just the hate that's been provided by ya'll

Reciprocated and multiplied by more

You likely to see Jigga in a Wide Body or

Drop-top Bently is all, Holla at me ya'll

Chorus:

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who?

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

Verse 3:

I don't give a fuck if I sold one or one million, but I think you should

Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood

The all black, in the gloves, the outcome ain't good

Them niggas act like wolves, how come? They could

Cause we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash

Till the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass

The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash

Could fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash

See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass

All I gotta do is let 'em call me Shawn de'Glass

Let me sit up in they whip till I launch it back

Snap they neck, then shoot 'em till they aren't sent back

The calmest cat, trust me when I palm this gat

Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back

Monster's back, and Flex drop a bomb to that

And everybody sing-a-long to the track, Come on

Chorus:

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who?

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who?

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who?

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right