You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off ****er
I got you, yeah
If you feelin like a pimp ****er, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
****ers is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, ****in grip'n my dick
All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
****in London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back ****er cause I'm straight with the Roc
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
with a boss ****er of course S.C. on the sleeve
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map
Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, ****ers scared of that black
As the best rapper alive ****ers ask about me
From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.69]You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
[00:15.75]Turn the music up in the headphones
[00:18.78]Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off ****er
[00:20.94]I got you, yeah
[00:21.75][Chorus: Jay-Z]
[00:23.22]If you feelin like a pimp ****er, go and brush your shoulders off
[00:26.55]Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
[00:29.67]****ers is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
[00:32.28]Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[00:34.62][Verse One]
[00:34.92]I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
[00:37.71]Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
[00:40.65]Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
[00:43.56]Middle finger to the law, ****in grip'n my dick
[00:46.74]All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
[00:49.41]All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
[00:52.29]All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
[00:55.17]But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
[01:01.23]****in London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
[01:04.08]Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
[01:07.08]I can run it back ****er cause I'm straight with the Roc
[01:11.64][Chorus]
[01:12.03][Chorus Two]
[01:17.70]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:21.42]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:24.33]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:27.27]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:30.84][Verse Two]
[01:33.09]Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
[01:36.18]I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
[01:39.03]Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
[01:41.85]Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
[01:44.76]But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
[01:47.85]Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
[01:50.82]Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
[01:53.64]In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
[01:56.64]with a boss ****er of course S.C. on the sleeve
[02:02.37]I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
[02:05.31]No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
[02:08.22][Chorus + Chorus Two]
[02:13.05][Verse Three]
[02:31.53]Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map
[02:34.38]Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach
[02:37.50]I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
[02:40.47]I ain't gotta clap at 'em, ****ers scared of that black
[02:46.29]As the best rapper alive ****ers ask about me
[02:49.08]From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
[02:54.81]You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
[02:58.86]I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
[03:00.78]I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
[03:03.54]Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
[03:08.40][Chorus + Chorus Two]
[03:33.96]You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
[03:35.88]Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off ****er
I got you, yeah
If you feelin like a pimp ****er, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
****ers is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, ****in grip'n my dick
All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
****in London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back ****er cause I'm straight with the Roc
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
with a boss ****er of course S.C. on the sleeve
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map
Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, ****ers scared of that black
As the best rapper alive ****ers ask about me
From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.69]You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
[00:15.75]Turn the music up in the headphones
[00:18.78]Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off ****er
[00:20.94]I got you, yeah
[00:21.75][Chorus: Jay-Z]
[00:23.22]If you feelin like a pimp ****er, go and brush your shoulders off
[00:26.55]Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
[00:29.67]****ers is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
[00:32.28]Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[00:34.62][Verse One]
[00:34.92]I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
[00:37.71]Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
[00:40.65]Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
[00:43.56]Middle finger to the law, ****in grip'n my dick
[00:46.74]All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
[00:49.41]All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
[00:52.29]All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
[00:55.17]But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
[01:01.23]****in London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
[01:04.08]Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
[01:07.08]I can run it back ****er cause I'm straight with the Roc
[01:11.64][Chorus]
[01:12.03][Chorus Two]
[01:17.70]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:21.42]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:24.33]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:27.27]You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[01:30.84][Verse Two]
[01:33.09]Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
[01:36.18]I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
[01:39.03]Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
[01:41.85]Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
[01:44.76]But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
[01:47.85]Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
[01:50.82]Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
[01:53.64]In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
[01:56.64]with a boss ****er of course S.C. on the sleeve
[02:02.37]I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
[02:05.31]No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
[02:08.22][Chorus + Chorus Two]
[02:13.05][Verse Three]
[02:31.53]Your boy back in the building, Brooklyn we back on the map
[02:34.38]Me and my beautiful beeeeeeeitch in the back of that 'Bach
[02:37.50]I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
[02:40.47]I ain't gotta clap at 'em, ****ers scared of that black
[02:46.29]As the best rapper alive ****ers ask about me
[02:49.08]From Bricks to Billboards, from grams to Grammys
[02:54.81]You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin out the Garden in a day
[02:58.86]I'm like a young Marvin in his hey'
[03:00.78]I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
[03:03.54]Got some, dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me?
[03:08.40][Chorus + Chorus Two]
[03:33.96]You're now tuned into the muh'****ing greatest
[03:35.88]Best rapper alive, best rapper alive
We touched the wall＇s of the city streets and,
Didn＇t explain,
Sadly showed us our ways,
Of never asking why?
Cast down it was heaven sent （and）,
To...
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
And when ...
We touched the walls of the city streets and
Dead ends plain, sadly showed us our ways
Of never asking why
Cast down it was heaven sent and
To the chu...
I mean, if it was up to me, I'd give you jigs just enough money to function
So when I see you guys with the, with the fancy suits and cars and nice ho...
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
And when ...
Uh, uh-huh
Wind in my face, hound at my heels
At the end, I'm winning this race, only then can I chill
But 'til then, don't ever try to stagnate the m...
Every time I'm with you
I am drunk
And you are too
Well what the hell
Else are we
Supposed to do
Yeah every time
You come by
We get so trashed
And sta...
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
And when ...