No Moreによるコード
Jay-z
Jay-z

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Verse 1
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Somebody's pulling
me close to the ground.
I ain't panicked.
I've been here before.
Seems like only yesterday
when I got up on that stage,
in front of that crowd,
and showed them who was who
and what was what.
Man, look at these suckers.
I ain't no rapper.
I'm a hustler.
Just so happens I know how to rap.
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Okay! I'm reloaded!
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Uh -huh.
Let's get it again, nigga.
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I'm real young
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I'm real young
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I'm real young
I'm young
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I'm real young
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I'm young
I'm real young
A lot of speculation
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on the monies I've made
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Punnies I've slayed
How is E for real?
Is that nigga really paid?
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Hustlers I've met or dealt with dir ect
Is it true he's state of beef
and slept with a tent?
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What's the position you hold?
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Can you really match a triple
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platinum artist?
Fuck my butt but only a single
going gold
Rockefeller shit fold
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And you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers
11 for a 0?
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For the millionth time asking me
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Questions like Wendy Williams
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harassing me
Then get upset when I catch feelings
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Can I get a minute to breathe?
And in that minute you leave
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While I'm looking at my roll
Ice spinning on my sleeve
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Ugh, nice watch
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Do you really have a spot?
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Like you said in front of Vogue
And if so, what block?
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What you doing in L .A.
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With Filipinos in es says
Latinos in Chevettes down
by Pico with Frederico
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I answer all y questions but
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then y got to go
Now the question I ask you
is how bad you wanna know
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Black! York!
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I'm New York!
I'm New York!
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I got the feel of y 'all
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Uh! No mustache
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Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more
About crime no more
To I'm no more
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Cause I'm so raw
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My flow expose hoes that
they find in yours
Was it for me,
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niggas still be dying for whores
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But I hate when the niggas sit back,
I'm ironing yours
Young blood, you better get that,
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we fryin' because
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Niggas don't wanna be confined
to riding the iron horse
And don't listen to the rappers,
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yo, they dying to floss
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I used to be OT, applying the force
Shoot up the whole block,
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then the iron I toss
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Come back with the click
playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss,
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and this is how it's gon' be
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Burnt the turnpike while
Miles on the beat
I got miles to feed till they
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put flowers on me
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And kiss my cold cheek,
chicks crying like I was cold cheeks
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Tombstone, Reedy was holding no leaks
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Started from the crack game
and then so sweet
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Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the OG
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On MTV, telling them how I sold D
And used to bag work
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up out of apartment 4B
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Me and my homie started out coldies
Picked a mailbox lock cause I
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ain't have no key
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Had the cable with the anchor
when Jazz made Sophie
Then I went low key,
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but now I'm back, it's on,
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motherfuckers
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Jigga, uh -huh, yeah, Rockefeller, yo
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Uh, uh, Phyllis
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You

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