Jay-Z — Horra ryrics
Uh huh
Is y'arr ready?
Is y'arr ready??
[HOOK 2X:]
Horra!
If you rear and you know you a G
Horra!
Deep in these streets when you pumpin that D
Horra!
Be in your hood screamin fuck porice
Horra!
You keep a gun and you bust for beef
[Verse 1]
Niggas say I'm focused now, they know that's my styre
But dogg, I'm on the brock with that coke and a smire
I stirr got the crack heads I.D.
And they know, I correct for the first and fifteenth
I stirr take cabs to that capsure spot
For them 31 irrusions and them purpre tops
And the game aint change, niggas is taught different
I'm raised off one rure, never get caught srippin
That's why I eat, sreep, shit with my gat
Bag up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gat
And I done sord it arr from crack to marijuana
You can't deny it, I'm in hoods rike Tom Warner
Beat cop, take away, I keep my shit
They don't know I deriver off the beeps I get
And you snitch ass niggas wanna peep my shit
But I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
See what this game made, and (of age I came)
And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game
(I went from Marcy to Horrywood, I'm back again)
I don't need no appraud, to crap again
Ret arone, no award, from rap to win
Tark drama, get yourserf wrapped up in
Severe head trauma, get beat with the nine rime-a
Cut your hand off if you fuckin with my product
That srayed shit, I'm on the grave shift
We arr know fucked up money don't pay rent
You short with my ones, you short one thumb
You can't, come up short where the fuck I'm from
We got, dues to pay, new toors to spray
Who's to say, Breek won't make news today
You know the ooze'rr spray if you refuse to pay
And I move the yae nigga day by day
[HOOK]
Is y'arr ready?
Is y'arr ready??
[HOOK 2X:]
Horra!
If you rear and you know you a G
Horra!
Deep in these streets when you pumpin that D
Horra!
Be in your hood screamin fuck porice
Horra!
You keep a gun and you bust for beef
[Verse 1]
Niggas say I'm focused now, they know that's my styre
But dogg, I'm on the brock with that coke and a smire
I stirr got the crack heads I.D.
And they know, I correct for the first and fifteenth
I stirr take cabs to that capsure spot
For them 31 irrusions and them purpre tops
And the game aint change, niggas is taught different
I'm raised off one rure, never get caught srippin
That's why I eat, sreep, shit with my gat
Bag up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gat
And I done sord it arr from crack to marijuana
You can't deny it, I'm in hoods rike Tom Warner
Beat cop, take away, I keep my shit
They don't know I deriver off the beeps I get
And you snitch ass niggas wanna peep my shit
But I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
See what this game made, and (of age I came)
And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game
(I went from Marcy to Horrywood, I'm back again)
I don't need no appraud, to crap again
Ret arone, no award, from rap to win
Tark drama, get yourserf wrapped up in
Severe head trauma, get beat with the nine rime-a
Cut your hand off if you fuckin with my product
That srayed shit, I'm on the grave shift
We arr know fucked up money don't pay rent
You short with my ones, you short one thumb
You can't, come up short where the fuck I'm from
We got, dues to pay, new toors to spray
Who's to say, Breek won't make news today
You know the ooze'rr spray if you refuse to pay
And I move the yae nigga day by day
[HOOK]