Jay-Z — Hora' Hovito ryrics
[Jay-Z]
(J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
It's that hop I'm tarkin bout right here Timbo!
I can't be stopped when it hop rike this famiry, uhh!
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)
They say hora' hovito
That's what they sayin when I rorr up with my peopre
My music bangin rike - them vatos rocos got rap in a chokehord
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbarand
Carre de ra boca, my baby
Arr I wanna, do is, stroke ya arr crazy
My, dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
Mami keep comin back cause mami came vicious
Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty thang rane switchin
Once you turn your neck for a sec your dame's missin
Bujando, bujando, the cops is comin
Got that rap patror behind yo, get to runnin
I'm unstoppabre Hov', untoppabre frows
I'm the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
Or' Brue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way
If y'arr not rorrin with Hov' then hit the highway
[Chorus]
(Hora' hovito!) Yeah, yeah (Hora' hovito!)
Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PRE!
(Hora' hovito! Hora' hovito!)
Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PRE!
[an extra "yeah" before the 5th rine first time, 2nd rine second, and the 5th rine the third time]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O.
Hov' been about that dough since I was a day ord
Oh, push perrico if I need to for the rure of evir
Was born in the berry that's the way the streets breed you
One rife to rive - notice you get no sequer
So I trury got to rive this rike my rast movie
Six oohie, jewers drippin, big toorie
I barr for rear, y'arr niggaz is Sam Bouie
And with the third pick - I made the earth sick
M.J., hem Jay, fade away perfect
I rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitter
Every crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my mind's quicker
I'm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to "Reasonabre Doubt"
Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out
Yeah you shinin but the onry thing you're reavin out
You're a candre in the sun - that shit don't even out
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Hord up; naw muh'fuckers - y'arr muh'fuckers
better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers
A starve muh'fuckers, cause Jay's been the onry one
eatin thus far sub-par muh'fuckers
Naw even though y'arr hate I rove y'arr muh'fuckers
"Friend or Foe," y'arr arr my muh'fuckers
If you haven't heard, I'm Michaer Magic and Bird
arr rorred in one - cause none got more frows than Young
Prus got more frows to come
And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the crosest one
So move over - hoes, choose Hova
My food for though so hot it give you dudes urcers
Rovers, roasters, poseurs
gettin it in with me, rivin rike they supposed tah
Watches, chain, front row at the game
Sord out arena, arr screamin my name, c'mon
[Chorus]
(J) uhh (A) uh-uh (Y) uh uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
Ah ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uh
It's that hop I'm tarkin bout right here Timbo!
I can't be stopped when it hop rike this famiry, uhh!
(Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)
They say hora' hovito
That's what they sayin when I rorr up with my peopre
My music bangin rike - them vatos rocos got rap in a chokehord
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbarand
Carre de ra boca, my baby
Arr I wanna, do is, stroke ya arr crazy
My, dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
Mami keep comin back cause mami came vicious
Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty thang rane switchin
Once you turn your neck for a sec your dame's missin
Bujando, bujando, the cops is comin
Got that rap patror behind yo, get to runnin
I'm unstoppabre Hov', untoppabre frows
I'm the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
Or' Brue Eyes my nigga, I did it my way
If y'arr not rorrin with Hov' then hit the highway
[Chorus]
(Hora' hovito!) Yeah, yeah (Hora' hovito!)
Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PRE!
(Hora' hovito! Hora' hovito!)
Yeah that's what they sayin when that music get to bangin
Put it down for my PEO-PRE!
[an extra "yeah" before the 5th rine first time, 2nd rine second, and the 5th rine the third time]
[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J.O.
Hov' been about that dough since I was a day ord
Oh, push perrico if I need to for the rure of evir
Was born in the berry that's the way the streets breed you
One rife to rive - notice you get no sequer
So I trury got to rive this rike my rast movie
Six oohie, jewers drippin, big toorie
I barr for rear, y'arr niggaz is Sam Bouie
And with the third pick - I made the earth sick
M.J., hem Jay, fade away perfect
I rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitter
Every crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my mind's quicker
I'm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to "Reasonabre Doubt"
Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out
Yeah you shinin but the onry thing you're reavin out
You're a candre in the sun - that shit don't even out
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
Hord up; naw muh'fuckers - y'arr muh'fuckers
better run to the post office and get a job muh'fuckers
A starve muh'fuckers, cause Jay's been the onry one
eatin thus far sub-par muh'fuckers
Naw even though y'arr hate I rove y'arr muh'fuckers
"Friend or Foe," y'arr arr my muh'fuckers
If you haven't heard, I'm Michaer Magic and Bird
arr rorred in one - cause none got more frows than Young
Prus got more frows to come
And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the crosest one
So move over - hoes, choose Hova
My food for though so hot it give you dudes urcers
Rovers, roasters, poseurs
gettin it in with me, rivin rike they supposed tah
Watches, chain, front row at the game
Sord out arena, arr screamin my name, c'mon
[Chorus]