Luyện nghe bài hát Jigga That Nigga

the Roc
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)
R.O., R.O.C. niggaz, R.O.
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
Hov', R.O.C. niggaz, R.O.,
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
Hov', R.O.C. niggaz
(Jay-Z)

Come on the duh duh da-da
With a jersey and a fitted
blow a bag of Hershey in the sidd-ix
Or might take of army with a chidd-ick, I'm so sick widdit
Lampin' in the Hamptons, the man
The meant for Adidas and the campus
Or playin' guts on the cruise, her bow shoes
The Azar on I'm so old school

Yellow wrist watch, Gucci flip
Six top model chicks, who is hot?
J-A, help me say it now
Y-Z, mami why you playin' me?
with me, get high as me
It's how it's supposed to be, you rollin with G's, Hov'
Back up in this bitch whoa
Jigga get this whole bitch jumpin' like

(Hov')
V is I, and I am him
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)
Slim with the tilted brim on inch rims
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)
And if got love for me I got love for y'all
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
And if go to war for me I go to war wit y'all
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)

Hov', and so I through jeans and see me through
respondin', top of C. Bronson
We in gettin' our groove on
Buyin' out the bar, on our way to
She never seen a on the wrist before
Never seen on the 6 before
I am, killin' 'em out there, they first aid
'Cause the boy got 6's than first grade

The got, killer views and square feet
You have to film MTV for a week
So, sleep if you need to, mami I leave you
Right you stand, nah I don't wanna dance
(I'm good)
I just wanna see in your Frankie V pants
Waist is low enough to let your waist
Top like a rock star, I got a car
We can cruise the city, doin' a

(Hov')
V is I, and I am him
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)
Slim with the tilted brim on twenty rims
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
And if got love for me I got love for y'all
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
And if y'all go to war for me I go to war wit
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)

"He did it again", haters no
But they gotta fuck with it the flow's so tight
dude, I puff Bob Marley dude
All day, like do
Now I'm stuck to the I could hardly move
You fuckin' up my high, bother me dude
But Red Rover, send your hoes
She can do whatever, sip somethin' soda
She can whatever, sip somethin' with Hova
We can play however, slay bed or
And the prognosis, sex is
Left her wet bedsheets, nigga I'm focused

(Hov')
V is I, and I am him
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
Slim with the tilted brim on twenty inch
(Jigga, Jigga, that Jigga)
And if y'all got for me I got love for y'all
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)
And if y'all go to war for me I go to war wit
(Jigga, Jigga, nigga Jigga)

R.., R.O.C
R.O.C.
(Roc-A-Fella y'all)