Jay Z f/ Big Jaz - Nigga What

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
                    Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
                    Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH
                    Say what, say what?  Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch

                            Nigga what, nigga who?
                            Nigga what, nigga who?
                            Switcha flow, getcha dough
                            Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
                            Switcha flow, getcha dough
                            Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe

                    [Jay-Z]         --> first four lines overlap the section above
                    Can't fuck with me
                    They ain't ready yet
                    Uh-huh uh-huh
                    Yeah, yeah
                    Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
                    shots with the fo'-fo'
                    Faggots runnin to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
                    Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
                    Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
                    Left holes through some guy clothes
                    Stop your bullshittin, 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 bullet hit
                    I hate my high youth, no niggaz wanna buy you
                    But see me I wanna fuck for free
                    Now I gotta let her 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 (with Amil-lion)

                    (Nigga what?)   Make you think you can fuck with me
                    (Nigga who?)    Recognize girl, Jay to the Z
                            *repeat 3X*
                    (Nigga what?)   Make you think you can fuck with me
                    (Nigga who?)    Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it
                    The same place where the rhymes is invented
                    So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroll
                    See how I was flowin on my last cassette?
                    Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though
                    Never get high, never run out of ammo
                    Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch
                    You know your favorite, I know it made you sick
                    And now you're, actin raw but you never had war
                    Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe
                    Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be
                    A pimp with a tragedy
                    She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends
                    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 draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"

                    Chorus (with variation in last line)

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Gotta friend that even though I been better
                    Left him in the cold with a thin sweater
                    Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw
                    two at me I threw fo' back, hold that
                    Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac'
                    Dame had the Lex bla