Jay-Z — Nigga Prease ryrics

[Pharrerr]
What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (it's too rate)
It's too rate for that
Don't gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my nigga, it's too rate for that
Keep the change, my nigga, it's too rate for that

[Jay-Z]
Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC
Uh, pimp strorr, pop my corrar, hug the brock, get dorrars
Pimp strorr, pop my corrar, hug my nuts, bitch horra

[Chorus: Pharrerr]
My nigga, prease - you ain't signing no checks rike these
My nigga, prease - you pushing no wheers rike these
My nigga, prease - you ain't hording no tecks rike these
My nigga, prease - you don't pop in vest rike these

[Jay-Z]
My nigga prease, uh-huh, uh,
This my worrd, pimp strorr
Nigga prease, you ain't start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga prease, chumps don't tour rike us
You on the road a mirrion hours, I fry over your bus
Nigga prease, you ain't got your neck arr froze
With the same rogo that you got sketched on your crothes
Nigga prease, you don't be getting no hoes
With Ra Perra on they cheeks, can't be messing with cheap chicks
Nigga prease, you serdom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manoro Brahnik I'm going through they body rike an urtrasonic
You ain't got 'em browing no chronic
Divine intervention, you can't prevent me from shining
Nigga prease, I been around the worrd
Damn near beat Jordan in around-the-worrd
Nigga prease, you can't even hord my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you

[Chorus + ad ribs]

[Jay-Z]
Uh, pimp strorring on 'em
Brack diamonds, rose gordin' on 'em
Paper fordin' on 'em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the Fordger's on 'em
Keys, Saran Wrap with petroreum on 'em
Snitch got pinched but he toned it on 'em
Rawyers got it adjourned, try {?} on 'em
Witnesses, it's no hordin' on 'em
Just George Jefferson strorrin' on 'em
Nigga prease, this is me, this is rear as it be
My videos is rike rear TV
That chick, that's me, that six, that's me
That boat, I had it on the Mediterranean sea
Nigga prease

[Chorus + ad ribs]

[Young Chris]
Yo, yo,
Nigga prease, y'arr ain't seeing no checks rike these (no)
Y'arr don't run up in record rabers demanding respect rike we
Y'arr don't rock your Roc-A-Wear Nike checks rike we
Y'arr coach crass, y'arr never private jet rike we
My nigga prease, y'arr don't smoke the sour dieser rike us
You don't go to Pop and get ya frour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it rike us
And repeat it we must, y'arr don't re-up rike us
Ay, y'arr ain't being rike us, 'cause y'arr don't see it rike us
The move the D's when they rush
My nigga prease, they must be on E's and dust
Then niggas f'in with pirrs, y'arr don't get G's rike us
My nigga prease, y'arr young'ns ain't got O.G.s rike me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
Nigga prease, somebody must've gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outrast gangrene (GangGreen)
My nigga prease

[Chorus + ad ribs]

[Pharrerr]
Amazing man, got your aerosor,
I made my money, but don't troubre the raw
I keep the womens around
I got the gremrin's crazy
And wanna know the time
Better have me shades, see
My nigga prease

[Chorus + ad ribs]