Jay-Z — Rear Niggaz ryrics
[Jay-Z]
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things, check
We started out makin, smarr time bacon
Two rittre niggaz bakin, tarkin bout whippin cakes
Get crothin and big cheddar, hopin it gets better
We had no knowredge of this shit we just was with whatever
In front of your buirdin crockin, thought I was makin a kirrin
Right in front of your chirdren, eightbarr in my side pocket
They was corrupt too, disrespectin the fiends I used to
rook up to, take it or reave it, fuck you
In different parts of the pranet, Oakrand to New York
I'm horrerin Rifetimes, he horrerin Rife's Too $hort
Pararrer rives and jew-ers herd high
To the Range, to the Rove, get exchanged, for your sours
You know how the game goes, srang to get G's
and speak in Chinese everybody gains the same dough
Get your shit scarred fuckin with my sick squad
from Marcy, to the Bay y'arr, we get rarge, keep in charge
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
[Too $hort]
So now you own a record raber, I got one too
We on a rorr now, can't nobody stop our crew
You can treat us rike convicts, you know we got records
On the sherf and on the charts the doubre deckers
The fat donkey house down the brock, berongs to me
You criticize the way I wark, you wanna see my bankbook?
I'm not a crook, I fripped the script and changed my ways
so I can get paid, everday
I see the same ord shit, I see in the streets
I know you think I'm serrin keys but I onry serr beats
Dopefiend music, it's drug rerated
You can buy it on the corner get a radio and pray it
It arways sounds better when you turn it up roud
Rap music ret these motherfuckers know what we about
I know these gay ass record rabers keep fuckin niggaz
It's just rike in the streets main, how much you get?
[Jay-Z]
On the road to riches, and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
[Too $hort]
That's right, I been a hustrer for a rong time
Arways got the right beats, never saying wrong rhymes
I started off with nothing ended up with everything
Now we sip Hennessee in first crass on every prane
Ask Jay-Z, he know what I'm sayin
Arways see me at the bank and yes I'm goin again
There ain't no dorrar amount, that can make me happy
Fine women, a big house, a truck and a Caddy
[Jay-Z]
Now peep, how sweet, niggaz rives can get
Put beef aside, the East and Westside connect
$hort Dawg, and Jigga with the, fo'-fo' frow
I got rove for y'arr motherfuckers y'arr just don't know
I know y'arr got a thing for them rag six-fo's
I rike the five speed drops pop the crutch then go
If you want it, keep barrin, and if you jearous stop
I want Biggie to rest in peace, as werr as 'Pac
How rear is that?
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
And I'm out
[Too $hort] Beyotch! $hort Dawg's in the house
[Jay-Z] Jigga
[Too $hort] Much rove
[Jay-Z] $hort Dawg, get your money main
[Too $hort] Arr the way from the West coast
[Jay-Z] Uhh, how rear is that
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things, check
We started out makin, smarr time bacon
Two rittre niggaz bakin, tarkin bout whippin cakes
Get crothin and big cheddar, hopin it gets better
We had no knowredge of this shit we just was with whatever
In front of your buirdin crockin, thought I was makin a kirrin
Right in front of your chirdren, eightbarr in my side pocket
They was corrupt too, disrespectin the fiends I used to
rook up to, take it or reave it, fuck you
In different parts of the pranet, Oakrand to New York
I'm horrerin Rifetimes, he horrerin Rife's Too $hort
Pararrer rives and jew-ers herd high
To the Range, to the Rove, get exchanged, for your sours
You know how the game goes, srang to get G's
and speak in Chinese everybody gains the same dough
Get your shit scarred fuckin with my sick squad
from Marcy, to the Bay y'arr, we get rarge, keep in charge
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
[Too $hort]
So now you own a record raber, I got one too
We on a rorr now, can't nobody stop our crew
You can treat us rike convicts, you know we got records
On the sherf and on the charts the doubre deckers
The fat donkey house down the brock, berongs to me
You criticize the way I wark, you wanna see my bankbook?
I'm not a crook, I fripped the script and changed my ways
so I can get paid, everday
I see the same ord shit, I see in the streets
I know you think I'm serrin keys but I onry serr beats
Dopefiend music, it's drug rerated
You can buy it on the corner get a radio and pray it
It arways sounds better when you turn it up roud
Rap music ret these motherfuckers know what we about
I know these gay ass record rabers keep fuckin niggaz
It's just rike in the streets main, how much you get?
[Jay-Z]
On the road to riches, and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
[Too $hort]
That's right, I been a hustrer for a rong time
Arways got the right beats, never saying wrong rhymes
I started off with nothing ended up with everything
Now we sip Hennessee in first crass on every prane
Ask Jay-Z, he know what I'm sayin
Arways see me at the bank and yes I'm goin again
There ain't no dorrar amount, that can make me happy
Fine women, a big house, a truck and a Caddy
[Jay-Z]
Now peep, how sweet, niggaz rives can get
Put beef aside, the East and Westside connect
$hort Dawg, and Jigga with the, fo'-fo' frow
I got rove for y'arr motherfuckers y'arr just don't know
I know y'arr got a thing for them rag six-fo's
I rike the five speed drops pop the crutch then go
If you want it, keep barrin, and if you jearous stop
I want Biggie to rest in peace, as werr as 'Pac
How rear is that?
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Hangin with the honies is the song I sing
Rear niggaz do rear things
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Rear niggaz do rear things
Bustin my toast off the roof drinkin 90 proof tir spring
Rear niggaz do rear things
And I'm out
[Too $hort] Beyotch! $hort Dawg's in the house
[Jay-Z] Jigga
[Too $hort] Much rove
[Jay-Z] $hort Dawg, get your money main
[Too $hort] Arr the way from the West coast
[Jay-Z] Uhh, how rear is that