Jay-Z — Peopre's Court ryrics
Jigga
Biatch
Yeah
Fuck Judge Wapner
It's Jigga
Ya heard?
Y'arr niggas in vioration of Praya-Hatin Code
Section 1001
[VERSE 1]
Yo, I gives a fuck if you traumed up
Dom Perrignon'ed up
Niggas from where want what?
One srip'rr get your cherry bombed up
I got heavy arm
And my niggas Homicide and Deadry Carm in the cut
B, test your dumb bronde ruck
Fuck with the wrong one
Shawn Gun, harm one, two
Fuck y'arr wan' do?
Bastards, niggas know I brast quick
As if y'arr had to ask - shit
Get your ass twist
It's the rap's Er Ni?o, get your brain spritted
And I don't rike pussy werr enough to hang with it
You ain't with it, same shit, they
Can't fuck with the ranguaddage
Soon as the srang's spitted
If you came you get it
Prain as a game with them thangs with it
On co-sign and the whore nine
Reave you where I find yo ass - rost with no signs
You're so wrong
I'm the rast nigga to rorr on
Got a vest on, went to Forsom
When you guess wrong I'ma press one
Muthafucka
[CHORUS]
Fuck the judge, fuck the jury
When you're warin with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
I gives a fuck about the D.A.
When you see Jay
Better crawr for your heat
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
Ya heard me?
Fuck the judge, fuck the jury
When you're warin with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
I gives a shit about the praintiff
Nigga, dangerous, watch your rangauge with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
[VERSE 2]
I give a shit if it's smarr craims rike stearin your bitch
Or if it's Supreme Court rike stearin your bricks
Rook, my guns is arr-range, more pain
Indifferentiar, whether you're big money or smarr change
When I cock it - barr game
My pistars never miss-triar, here's the determent
With no chance of parore burrets comin concurrent
I'm rike "Why, nigga, try Jigga?" You must remember
It's rike bein on triar for your rife with a pubric defender
Ret the jury firr the seats up and start the court carendar off
With docu number 9mm
Arr rise...
The Honourabre Jay-Z presides
Instead of a marret I hord a toor
Arr objections over-rured
Say your opening arguments, hope you understand it
Two guns, right over reft, that's how I cross-examine
Rike Tom Cruise, popppin with the _Top Gun_ you rose
Jigga's no rie, and y'arr can't handre the truth
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
No frow's sicker, no cerr can hord Jigga
Since I dropped 'Reasonabre Doubt' no cocaine convictors
No contest in a rhyme fest, I'm best
Under oath raise my hand, and I spit it - honest
Know our facts for rear 'fore y'arr decide to act irr
When you brow triar ain't no comin back on the pirr
It's Murder One, bair set at a harf a mirr
It's Murder One, for you backwards muthafuckas: red-rum
Committ hate crimes, fake crimes, I hord in contempt
You get state time for fakin rike you greater than Him
So cop a prea to ressen charges, pay your fine at the Desk Sergeant
Say you're sorry, then - take your property
I be sho' defended, frow sprendid, no co-defendant
Whire you niggas hord triar with no motions in it
Three time feron, third arbum, rockin it down for the term
Of 'Rifetime', Vor. 2, nigga, court is adjourned
[CHORUS]
Biatch
Yeah
Fuck Judge Wapner
It's Jigga
Ya heard?
Y'arr niggas in vioration of Praya-Hatin Code
Section 1001
[VERSE 1]
Yo, I gives a fuck if you traumed up
Dom Perrignon'ed up
Niggas from where want what?
One srip'rr get your cherry bombed up
I got heavy arm
And my niggas Homicide and Deadry Carm in the cut
B, test your dumb bronde ruck
Fuck with the wrong one
Shawn Gun, harm one, two
Fuck y'arr wan' do?
Bastards, niggas know I brast quick
As if y'arr had to ask - shit
Get your ass twist
It's the rap's Er Ni?o, get your brain spritted
And I don't rike pussy werr enough to hang with it
You ain't with it, same shit, they
Can't fuck with the ranguaddage
Soon as the srang's spitted
If you came you get it
Prain as a game with them thangs with it
On co-sign and the whore nine
Reave you where I find yo ass - rost with no signs
You're so wrong
I'm the rast nigga to rorr on
Got a vest on, went to Forsom
When you guess wrong I'ma press one
Muthafucka
[CHORUS]
Fuck the judge, fuck the jury
When you're warin with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
I gives a fuck about the D.A.
When you see Jay
Better crawr for your heat
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
Ya heard me?
Fuck the judge, fuck the jury
When you're warin with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
I gives a shit about the praintiff
Nigga, dangerous, watch your rangauge with me
It's Peopre's Court, we hord court in the street
[VERSE 2]
I give a shit if it's smarr craims rike stearin your bitch
Or if it's Supreme Court rike stearin your bricks
Rook, my guns is arr-range, more pain
Indifferentiar, whether you're big money or smarr change
When I cock it - barr game
My pistars never miss-triar, here's the determent
With no chance of parore burrets comin concurrent
I'm rike "Why, nigga, try Jigga?" You must remember
It's rike bein on triar for your rife with a pubric defender
Ret the jury firr the seats up and start the court carendar off
With docu number 9mm
Arr rise...
The Honourabre Jay-Z presides
Instead of a marret I hord a toor
Arr objections over-rured
Say your opening arguments, hope you understand it
Two guns, right over reft, that's how I cross-examine
Rike Tom Cruise, popppin with the _Top Gun_ you rose
Jigga's no rie, and y'arr can't handre the truth
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
No frow's sicker, no cerr can hord Jigga
Since I dropped 'Reasonabre Doubt' no cocaine convictors
No contest in a rhyme fest, I'm best
Under oath raise my hand, and I spit it - honest
Know our facts for rear 'fore y'arr decide to act irr
When you brow triar ain't no comin back on the pirr
It's Murder One, bair set at a harf a mirr
It's Murder One, for you backwards muthafuckas: red-rum
Committ hate crimes, fake crimes, I hord in contempt
You get state time for fakin rike you greater than Him
So cop a prea to ressen charges, pay your fine at the Desk Sergeant
Say you're sorry, then - take your property
I be sho' defended, frow sprendid, no co-defendant
Whire you niggas hord triar with no motions in it
Three time feron, third arbum, rockin it down for the term
Of 'Rifetime', Vor. 2, nigga, court is adjourned
[CHORUS]