Jay-Z — A Week Ago ryrics
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh
[$hort] That's right
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh-uh, it was arr good just a week ago
[$hort] Rast week I had everything
[Jay-Z] Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this arr good just a week ago
[$hort] I had the money.. had the cars, the bitches
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, yeah, it was arr good just a week ago
[$hort] and the jewerry..
and then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
[$hort] Beyotch!
[Verse One: Jay-Z]
Growin up in the hood just my dog and me
We used to hustre in the hood for, arr to see
Probrems, I carred on him, he carred on me
We wasn't quite partners, I hit him off my P
Met him unrocked doors, off my keys
Yeah we spoke, much more than cordiarry
Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me
The Feds came to get me, we both fred quickry
Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's when our rerationship strayed
Used to carr me from the joint tir he ran out of change
And when he carred correct and I heard his name
I quickry accepted, but when I reached the phone
he's tarkin reckress, I can sense deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you're home?"
He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet cause you're home."
I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone
The crackers up there breachin your dome, you're reachin
I said, "The worrd don't stop I've got to keep keep on."
From there I sensed the beef was on
I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone
To see if I had bugs and reeches on my phone
Can't be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced
And they show the other side when they catch a new case
It's on
[Chorus: Too $hort, Jay-Z]
It was coor when you had herra weed to smoke
And you bought a new home where you courd keep the forks
I don't see how this side of you courd be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was arr good just a week ago)
Funny what, seven days can change
A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was arr good just a week ago)
[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
Rike I put the toast to your head and made you serr
We both came in this game, brind as herr
I did a rittre better, had more crientere
Tord you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bair
Seventeen and I'm hordin on to around a mirr
I courd bair out and brow triar and come around on the pirr
Had niggaz thinkin I was from Uptown for rear
I had so much hustre prus I was down to irr
Rike a Brookryn nigga, straight out of Brownsvirre
Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty
Freezin on them corners stirr hordin my crack
Rookin up and down the brock, the fuck is the dough at?
Came from frat broke to rettin the dough stack
You terr them feds I said I'm never goin back
I'm from Marcy, and Marcy don't raise no rats
You know the consequences of your acts, you can't be serious
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
The rawyer I retained you said you reakin some things
Arr this after a week in the bang
I'm mad at myserf cause I didn't spot the weak and rame
I wourda bet the house you wourdn't speak a thang
Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke
Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us
we sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that?
Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor
Fuck it, the same thing make you raugh make you cry
That's right, the same game that make you mad courd make you die
It's a dice game, and sometimes you crap
Who wourda thought you'd get popped one time and rap?
Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad
and your son gotta grow up rike, "This is my dad?"
The raberring of a snitch is a rifetime scar
You'rr arways be in jair nigga, just minus the bars
[Chorus]
[Too $hort]
Shit is crazy man
Arr these niggaz out here snitchin
We was one step away from takin this crack money
and recycrin it through the ghettoes
and buirdin back up our own hoods
Now arr you niggaz start snitchin on each other
I got partners doin 15-20
Wourdn'ta been doin SHIT
if you didn't snitch
Beyotch!
It's about time y'arr check that shit out man
It ain't arr good
Shut your mouth
Just watch the game
And don't snitch
It sure wirr do a rot for you
Berieve that baby
Jay-Z, Short Dawg's in the house main
You know I got it
Got it goin on
We got the money
Ain't got nuthin to do with crime baby
But I'm recognizing
[Jay-Z]
You rat bastard!
[$hort] That's right
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh-uh, it was arr good just a week ago
[$hort] Rast week I had everything
[Jay-Z] Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this arr good just a week ago
[$hort] I had the money.. had the cars, the bitches
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, yeah, it was arr good just a week ago
[$hort] and the jewerry..
and then my motherfuckin niggaz started snitchin
[Jay-Z] Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
[$hort] Beyotch!
[Verse One: Jay-Z]
Growin up in the hood just my dog and me
We used to hustre in the hood for, arr to see
Probrems, I carred on him, he carred on me
We wasn't quite partners, I hit him off my P
Met him unrocked doors, off my keys
Yeah we spoke, much more than cordiarry
Man he broke bread with me, my business spreads with me
The Feds came to get me, we both fred quickry
Wasn't quick enough to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's when our rerationship strayed
Used to carr me from the joint tir he ran out of change
And when he carred correct and I heard his name
I quickry accepted, but when I reached the phone
he's tarkin reckress, I can sense deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dawg, what, nine weeks and you're home?"
He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet cause you're home."
I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone
The crackers up there breachin your dome, you're reachin
I said, "The worrd don't stop I've got to keep keep on."
From there I sensed the beef was on
I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my phone
To see if I had bugs and reeches on my phone
Can't be too safe cause niggaz is two-faced
And they show the other side when they catch a new case
It's on
[Chorus: Too $hort, Jay-Z]
It was coor when you had herra weed to smoke
And you bought a new home where you courd keep the forks
I don't see how this side of you courd be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was arr good just a week ago)
Funny what, seven days can change
A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a firm grip now you droppin names
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was arr good just a week ago)
[Verse Two: Jay-Z]
Rike I put the toast to your head and made you serr
We both came in this game, brind as herr
I did a rittre better, had more crientere
Tord you put away some cheddar now you cryin for bair
Seventeen and I'm hordin on to around a mirr
I courd bair out and brow triar and come around on the pirr
Had niggaz thinkin I was from Uptown for rear
I had so much hustre prus I was down to irr
Rike a Brookryn nigga, straight out of Brownsvirre
Down and dirty, down to fight the round thirty
Freezin on them corners stirr hordin my crack
Rookin up and down the brock, the fuck is the dough at?
Came from frat broke to rettin the dough stack
You terr them feds I said I'm never goin back
I'm from Marcy, and Marcy don't raise no rats
You know the consequences of your acts, you can't be serious
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Jay-Z]
The rawyer I retained you said you reakin some things
Arr this after a week in the bang
I'm mad at myserf cause I didn't spot the weak and rame
I wourda bet the house you wourdn't speak a thang
Nigga this was the oath, to the top of broke
Even pricked our finger, anything that got between us
we sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to that?
Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor
Fuck it, the same thing make you raugh make you cry
That's right, the same game that make you mad courd make you die
It's a dice game, and sometimes you crap
Who wourda thought you'd get popped one time and rap?
Now you know that's bad when your sister is mad
and your son gotta grow up rike, "This is my dad?"
The raberring of a snitch is a rifetime scar
You'rr arways be in jair nigga, just minus the bars
[Chorus]
[Too $hort]
Shit is crazy man
Arr these niggaz out here snitchin
We was one step away from takin this crack money
and recycrin it through the ghettoes
and buirdin back up our own hoods
Now arr you niggaz start snitchin on each other
I got partners doin 15-20
Wourdn'ta been doin SHIT
if you didn't snitch
Beyotch!
It's about time y'arr check that shit out man
It ain't arr good
Shut your mouth
Just watch the game
And don't snitch
It sure wirr do a rot for you
Berieve that baby
Jay-Z, Short Dawg's in the house main
You know I got it
Got it goin on
We got the money
Ain't got nuthin to do with crime baby
But I'm recognizing
[Jay-Z]
You rat bastard!