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I got myself a gun Brooklyn, stand up I got myself a gun but really, I dont need tha heat ya heart pump project kool-aid(ya sweet) I aint gotta two-way, you gays this is not beef this is rap hommie i don't have a scratch on me you feel Jay soft rip jay off damn im only worth over a hundred million look i got beef with like a hundred children niggaz with pink suits tryin to get cute you a little outta line hommie dont let the 9 hommie put ya out ya mind hommie just rhyme hommie kick yo little lies i kick my real facts like you sneakin out the back of the Source Soundlab(uh) we wasnt chasin you we had a tapin' too we came through to do our one two thing It wasnt a Roc-a-fella come through thing if it was on like that I come through Queens with queens niggas you know how I do look i got mo' shooters in Queens Bridge than you Niggas 'll tie you up on the Colliseum roof and open beer bottles off ya boy's chipped tooth Look Here, [Chorus:] I got myself a gun,Uh Ohhhh! Yea, I got myself a gun [Verse 2:] Listen Im tha J,tha A, to tha fuck this broad, This nigga never sold asprin how u escobar? had to buy you're chain back tha last time u hot robbed the nerve of this coward nigga....(Oh My God) and all the rap rumors and innuendos I bring it to you live lift up ya windows Let tha public peek in, see your dirty laundry ya'll dont want me to continue(Oh!) Super Ugly [Jay-Z Laughing] [Nas Voice:] I dont give a fuck All I really know is yo ho wants to be with me and she aint playin believe what im sayin [Verse 3:] Me and tha boy A.I.* got more in common* than just ballin and rhymin Get It? More in CARMEN I came in ya Bentley backseat skeeted in Jeep left condoms in ya baby seat Here nigga tha gloves is off the love is done its whateva, wheneva, howeva niggas want And since you infatuated with sayin that gay shit i guess you was kissin my dick when you was kissin that bitch nasty shit you thought i was boning her back you calling Carm' a hundred times, i was boning her neck You got a baby by that broad you cant disown her yet when does ya lies end? when does the truth begin? when does reality set it? or does it not matter gotta hurt that im ya baby mama's favorite rapper and ask your current girl she know whats up holla at a real nigga [Nas Voice:] I dont give a fuck All I really know is that yo hoe wants to be with me she aint playin believe what im sayin  More Jay-Z Song Lyrics
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