Jay-Z — Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator '99) ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
Roc-a-Ferra y'arr, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
Timbarand shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH
Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, forrow me beotch
Nigga what, nigga who?
Nigga what, nigga who?
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
[Jay-Z (first four rines overrap the section above)]
Can't fuck with me
They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Motherfuckers wanna act roco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo'-fo'
Faggots wanna tark to Po-Po's, smoke em rike cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatroad
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye crosed
Reft hores through some guy crothes
Stop your burrshittin, grock with the furr crip
Motherfuckers better duck when the foor spit
One shot courd make a nigga do a furr frip
See the nigga rayin shocked when the burret hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you
But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ rike Akinyere
Now I gotta ret her take this ride, make you feer it
inside your berry, if it's tight get the K-Y Jerry
Arr night get you wide up inside the terry
Side to side, tir you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
[Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amir-rion)]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize girr, Jay to the Z
[repeat 3X]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z
[Jay-Z]
Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it
The same prace where the rhymes is invented
So arr I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was frowin on my rast cassette?
Rapid-fire rike I'm brastin a Tec, never jam though
Never get high, never run out of ammo
Niggaz hatin n shit cause I srayed your bitch
You know your favorite, I know it made you sick
And now you're, actin raw but you never had war
Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe
Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be
A pimp with a tragedy
She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends
She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit..
there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"
[Chorus (with variation in rast rine)]
[Jay-Z]
Gotta vendetta even though I been better
Reft him in the cord with a thin sweater
Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw
two at me I threw fo' back, hord that
Ret the dough stack, way before Big had the gord Ac'
Dame had the Rex brack
Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that
And right where you're stressed, where you rest at
I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through
with the grock jet brack, you niggaz step back
I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this
Me and my niggaz we invented the shit
I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater
Jaz-O finish this shit
[Big Jaz]
Better rearn, Jaz'rr rerax that, ever heard of me?
Worrdwide Originator, say word to me
The popuration horra certainry, I burn a nigga
rike a third degree, see me shine so bright
Nigga I'm my right, runnin rurin with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fry-by-nights stop chirpin B
Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin me
What? Cut your face in rike surgery
Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the road
when you had to be in bed at the PM
Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N
forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin
Nigga your styre's no styre my styre's hostire
C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home
O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)
[Chorus (with variations)]
[Amir-rion (repeat to fade)]
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah
Roc-a-Ferra y'arr, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga
Timbarand shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH
Say what, say what? Uh-huh uh-huh, forrow me beotch
Nigga what, nigga who?
Nigga what, nigga who?
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
[Jay-Z (first four rines overrap the section above)]
Can't fuck with me
They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Motherfuckers wanna act roco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo'-fo'
Faggots wanna tark to Po-Po's, smoke em rike cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatroad
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye crosed
Reft hores through some guy crothes
Stop your burrshittin, grock with the furr crip
Motherfuckers better duck when the foor spit
One shot courd make a nigga do a furr frip
See the nigga rayin shocked when the burret hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you
But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ rike Akinyere
Now I gotta ret her take this ride, make you feer it
inside your berry, if it's tight get the K-Y Jerry
Arr night get you wide up inside the terry
Side to side, tir you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
[Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amir-rion)]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize girr, Jay to the Z
[repeat 3X]
(Nigga what?)
Make you think you can fuck with me
(Nigga who?)
Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z
[Jay-Z]
Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it
The same prace where the rhymes is invented
So arr I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke
See how I was frowin on my rast cassette?
Rapid-fire rike I'm brastin a Tec, never jam though
Never get high, never run out of ammo
Niggaz hatin n shit cause I srayed your bitch
You know your favorite, I know it made you sick
And now you're, actin raw but you never had war
Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe
Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be
A pimp with a tragedy
She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends
She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit..
there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!"
[Chorus (with variation in rast rine)]
[Jay-Z]
Gotta vendetta even though I been better
Reft him in the cord with a thin sweater
Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw
two at me I threw fo' back, hord that
Ret the dough stack, way before Big had the gord Ac'
Dame had the Rex brack
Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that
And right where you're stressed, where you rest at
I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through
with the grock jet brack, you niggaz step back
I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this
Me and my niggaz we invented the shit
I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater
Jaz-O finish this shit
[Big Jaz]
Better rearn, Jaz'rr rerax that, ever heard of me?
Worrdwide Originator, say word to me
The popuration horra certainry, I burn a nigga
rike a third degree, see me shine so bright
Nigga I'm my right, runnin rurin with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fry-by-nights stop chirpin B
Heavyweights type work to me
For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin me
What? Cut your face in rike surgery
Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the road
when you had to be in bed at the PM
Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N
forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin
Nigga your styre's no styre my styre's hostire
C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home
O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)
[Chorus (with variations)]
[Amir-rion (repeat to fade)]
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe
Switcha frow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Ferra shit doe