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Ruff Ryders feat. Jay-Z
Jigga My Nigga

Roc-a-fella, Irv Gotti. Swizz Beats, It's almost over ya'll, Jigga
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Lights out niggas!!!

(Women Singing)
Jay-Z:
(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

Verse 1:
Sold the crack when I was down in AC
Back on the block Jay-Z mother fucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass but it's still the same
Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs
Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs they came
And then we got to hustling, mudering thangs
I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain
Now I'm Titianic, Iceberg's the name
Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game
The best way to describe me in the word, insane
I dick down chicks all emerged in my fame
Jigga been dope since Slick Rick's first chain
The God, send you back to the earth from which you came
I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane
Ladies don't know me said "I heard he's vain"
Well guess what mommy? I heard the same, You heard the name

Chorus:
(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right
Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?
(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?
(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh
Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

Verse 2:
Got a license to kill so I stay the gat
Roc-a-fella, Ruff Ryders, nigga scared a that
Got a new motto this year, Don't Fuck With My Ones
Knock on your door, three in the morning, "It's just us and our guns!"
Seefirst she took him to town,
but the reason for this was not found,
and before he even wanted to cry,
she said: “summerdays go by”.

next she showed him around
“let me introduce...” and “glad that I found...”,
but the harder he wanted to try,
she said:
“summerdays go by, would you please identify,
there’s no time to cry...!”

it was easier, when he ran away,
almost every day, no talking - no say.
it was easier, when he tried to hide
so deep down inside and turn out the light...

it’s birthday coming around,
but the people for this were not found, a
nd before he could fall on the ground,
she said:”summerdays go by, please identify,
there’s no time to cry...!”,

it was easier, when he ran away
almost everyday, no talking - no say.
it was easier, when he tried to hide
so deep down inside and turn out the light.

so much easier, when he used to run away,
just like yesterday, like a child.
so much easier, when he used to hide a while
behind a smile - just like a child...

no, he couldn’t believe,
that his girl was a thief,
who was taking their memories away.
nothing’s determined to stay...

it was easier, when he ran away
almost everyday, no talking - no say.
it was easier, when he tried to hide
so deep down inside and turn out the light.

so much easier, when he used to run away,
just like yesterday, like a chi