Jay-Z - Beware
[Intro & Hook: Jay Z & ]
Ugh, uh-huh
It's the Roc in the building
Khaliq ('Sup, lil' nigga?), Ramel ('Sup?), Barell in the house
Neeveen akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Yes!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
Live from the United States
Brooklyn New York, it's your boy (Ugh, ugh) Young
Neevee akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Woo!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
The nephews is in the house
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z & ]
Soon as the beat drop, we got the streets locked
Overseas, the Panjabi MC and the Roc
I came to see the mamis in the spot
On the count of three, drop your body like it's hot
One, Young, two, you
One, two, three, Young Hov's a—
Snake charmer, move your body like a snake, mama
Make me wanna put the snake on you
I'm on my eighth summer, still hot—Young's the eighth wonder
All I do is get bread, yeah, I take Wonder
I take one of your chicks straight from under your armpit
The Black Brad Pitt
I mack 'til six in the A-M, all day, I'm
P-I-M-P, I am simply
Attached to the track like SMPTE
Ni tu kari na kise de naal pyaar
It's simply good, Young Hov, infinitely hood
[Hook: Jay-Z & ]
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (R-O-C, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (Panjabi MC, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar (Nigga, NYC, and we don't stop)
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (It's the Roc, it's the Roc)
R.O.C, and we don't stop
Panjabi MC, and we don't stop
It's ya boy Jay-Z, and we don't stop
Nigga, R-O-C, and we won't stop, ha
[Break: & Jay-Z]
(Yes)
(Ugh, yeah)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, yes
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
(Yes!)
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Ma— I ain't gotta tell you, but it's your boy Hov
From the U.S.—you just lay down slow
Catch your boy, mingle in England, meddling in the Netherlands
Checking in daily under aliases
We rebellious, we back home
Screaming, "Leave Iraq alone!"
But all my soldiers in the field, I will wish you safe return
But only love kills war—when will they learn?
It's International Hov, been having the flow
Before Bin Laden got Manhattan to blow
Before Ronald Reagan got Manhattan the blow
Before, I was cabbing it there, back and forth
Raw, we had it all day, Papi in the hallway (What up, man?)
Cop one on consignment to give you more yay'
Yeah, but that's another stor-ay
But for now, mami, turn it around, and let the boy play
[Outro: & Jay-Z]
(Jay!)
R.O.C, and you don't stop
Panjabi MC, and you don't stop
Nigga, NYC and we don't stop
It's the Roc, it's the Roc
Ugh, uh-huh
It's the Roc in the building
Khaliq ('Sup, lil' nigga?), Ramel ('Sup?), Barell in the house
Neeveen akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Yes!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
Live from the United States
Brooklyn New York, it's your boy (Ugh, ugh) Young
Neevee akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Woo!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
The nephews is in the house
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z & ]
Soon as the beat drop, we got the streets locked
Overseas, the Panjabi MC and the Roc
I came to see the mamis in the spot
On the count of three, drop your body like it's hot
One, Young, two, you
One, two, three, Young Hov's a—
Snake charmer, move your body like a snake, mama
Make me wanna put the snake on you
I'm on my eighth summer, still hot—Young's the eighth wonder
All I do is get bread, yeah, I take Wonder
I take one of your chicks straight from under your armpit
The Black Brad Pitt
I mack 'til six in the A-M, all day, I'm
P-I-M-P, I am simply
Attached to the track like SMPTE
Ni tu kari na kise de naal pyaar
It's simply good, Young Hov, infinitely hood
[Hook: Jay-Z & ]
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (R-O-C, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (Panjabi MC, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar (Nigga, NYC, and we don't stop)
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (It's the Roc, it's the Roc)
R.O.C, and we don't stop
Panjabi MC, and we don't stop
It's ya boy Jay-Z, and we don't stop
Nigga, R-O-C, and we won't stop, ha
[Break: & Jay-Z]
(Yes)
(Ugh, yeah)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, yes
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
(Yes!)
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Ma— I ain't gotta tell you, but it's your boy Hov
From the U.S.—you just lay down slow
Catch your boy, mingle in England, meddling in the Netherlands
Checking in daily under aliases
We rebellious, we back home
Screaming, "Leave Iraq alone!"
But all my soldiers in the field, I will wish you safe return
But only love kills war—when will they learn?
It's International Hov, been having the flow
Before Bin Laden got Manhattan to blow
Before Ronald Reagan got Manhattan the blow
Before, I was cabbing it there, back and forth
Raw, we had it all day, Papi in the hallway (What up, man?)
Cop one on consignment to give you more yay'
Yeah, but that's another stor-ay
But for now, mami, turn it around, and let the boy play
[Outro: & Jay-Z]
(Jay!)
R.O.C, and you don't stop
Panjabi MC, and you don't stop
Nigga, NYC and we don't stop
It's the Roc, it's the Roc
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