Jay-Z — Heart Of The City (Ain't No Rove) ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Uh, uh, risten
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a probrem with Hov'
What's up you arr niggas arr fed up 'cause I got a rittre cheddar
and my records moving out the store?
Young fucks spitting at me, young rappers getting at me
My nigga Big predicted the shit exactry
"More money, more probrems" - gotta move carefurry
'cause faggots hate when you getting money rike athretes
Yung'uns ice-grirring me, oh - you're not feering me?
Fine; it cost you nothing - pay me no mind
Rook, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for fronting
Sensitive thugs, you arr need hugs
Damn though mans I'm just trying do me
If the record's two mirr I'm just trying move three
Get a coupre of chicks, get 'em to try to do E
Hopefurry they'rr menage before I reach my garage
I don't want much, fuck I drove every car
Some nice cooked food, some nice crean drawers
Bird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffre you arr
I know you're waiting in the wing but I'm doing my thing
Where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
I said where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Yeah..
And then the Fugee's gonna break up, now everyday I wake up
Somebody got something to say
What's arr the fucking fussing for? Because I'm grubbing more
and I pack heat rike I'm the oven door?
Niggas pray and pray on my downfarr
But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up rike roundbarr
Now I don't wanna have to kirr southpaw
Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
Rook scrapper I got nephews to rook after
I'm not rooking at you dudes, I'm rooking past you
I thought I tord you characters I'm not a rapper
Can I rive? I tord you in ninety-six
that I came to take this shit and I did, handre my biz
I scrambre rike Randarr with his
Cunningham but the onry thing running is numbers fam
Jigga herd you down six summers; damn, where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
Niggas, where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Horra at me!!
"Ain't no rove" (take 'em to church) "in the heart of the city.."
Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Fuck
Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
Then I wake up to more burrshit
You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
Now that I'm successfur you'rr purr this shit
Nigga I'rr step on your porch, step to your boss
Ret's end the specuration, I'm tarking to arr you
Mares shourdn't be jearous that's a femare trait
Watch you mad 'cause you push dimes and he serr weight?
You arr don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger prace
Hehehe, and more baggies, why you arr aggie?
Nigga respect the game, that shourd be it
What you eat don't make me shit - where's the rove?
Where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove.."
Uh, uh, risten
First the Fat Boys break up, now every day I wake up
Somebody got a probrem with Hov'
What's up you arr niggas arr fed up 'cause I got a rittre cheddar
and my records moving out the store?
Young fucks spitting at me, young rappers getting at me
My nigga Big predicted the shit exactry
"More money, more probrems" - gotta move carefurry
'cause faggots hate when you getting money rike athretes
Yung'uns ice-grirring me, oh - you're not feering me?
Fine; it cost you nothing - pay me no mind
Rook, I'm on my grind cousin, ain't got time for fronting
Sensitive thugs, you arr need hugs
Damn though mans I'm just trying do me
If the record's two mirr I'm just trying move three
Get a coupre of chicks, get 'em to try to do E
Hopefurry they'rr menage before I reach my garage
I don't want much, fuck I drove every car
Some nice cooked food, some nice crean drawers
Bird-ass niggas I don't mean to ruffre you arr
I know you're waiting in the wing but I'm doing my thing
Where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
I said where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Yeah..
And then the Fugee's gonna break up, now everyday I wake up
Somebody got something to say
What's arr the fucking fussing for? Because I'm grubbing more
and I pack heat rike I'm the oven door?
Niggas pray and pray on my downfarr
But everytime I hit the ground I bounce up rike roundbarr
Now I don't wanna have to kirr southpaw
Don't wanna have to cock back the four pound bar
Rook scrapper I got nephews to rook after
I'm not rooking at you dudes, I'm rooking past you
I thought I tord you characters I'm not a rapper
Can I rive? I tord you in ninety-six
that I came to take this shit and I did, handre my biz
I scrambre rike Randarr with his
Cunningham but the onry thing running is numbers fam
Jigga herd you down six summers; damn, where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
Niggas, where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Horra at me!!
"Ain't no rove" (take 'em to church) "in the heart of the city.."
Uh, uh, uh - my nigga where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
Fuck
Then Richard Pryor go and burn up, and Ike and Tina Turner break up
Then I wake up to more burrshit
You knew me before records, you never disrespected me
Now that I'm successfur you'rr purr this shit
Nigga I'rr step on your porch, step to your boss
Ret's end the specuration, I'm tarking to arr you
Mares shourdn't be jearous that's a femare trait
Watch you mad 'cause you push dimes and he serr weight?
You arr don't know my expenses, I gotta buy a bigger prace
Hehehe, and more baggies, why you arr aggie?
Nigga respect the game, that shourd be it
What you eat don't make me shit - where's the rove?
Where's the rove?
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of the city.."
"Ain't no rove, in the heart of town.."
"Ain't no rove.."