Jigga That N**** (Live on MTV Unplugged, 2001)

Jump on the track line

With a throwback jersey and a fitted

Might blow a bag of, oh

Or might take sips of army with a chid-ick

I'm so sick with it

Lampin' in the Hampton's

The weekends, man

Six Adidas in a campus

I'm playin' guts on the cruise, her made bow shoes

Eyes on bucket and I'm so old school

Yellow wrist watch

Gucci flip flops

Six top model chicks

Who is this hot?

J-A

Ladies, help me say it now

Mami, why you playin' with me? '

Ride with me

Get high as me

How it's supposed to be

When you rollin' with G's

Hov

Back up in this bitch like whoa

Jigga get this whole ship jumpin' like six fours

Come on

V is I and I am him

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Slim with the tilted brim on twenty inch rims

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all got love for me I got love for y'all

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all go to war for me

I go to war with you

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Hey and so I breeze through jeans as easy Sue

She's respondin', top of C Bronson

We in Luan gettin' our groove on

Buyin' out the bar

On our way to spa

She never seen a hunnid on the wrist before

Never seen twenty two's on the six before

I am killin 'em out there

They needin' first aid

'Cause the boy got more six's than first grade

The crib got killer views and square feet

You have to film MTV cribs for a week

So sleep if you need to

Mami, I will leave you right where you stand

I don't wanna dance

I just wanna see what's in your Frankie V pants

Waist is low enough to let your waist show

Top like a rock star

I got a fast car

We can cruise the city

Doin' a buck sixty

Ho, V is I and I am him

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Slim with the tilted brim on twenty inch rims

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all got love for me I got love for y'all

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all go to war for me

I'll go to war with you

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Hov

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Hov

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

He did it again

Haters no like

But they gotta fuck with it 'cause the flow's so tight

Gnarly dude

All day like Rastafaris do

Now I'm stuck to the point I could hardly move

You fuckin' up my high

Don't bother me, dude

But Red Rover, send your hoes over

She can do whatever

Sip somethin' and soda

We can leave whenever

Six somethin' went over

We could play however

Sleight bed or sofa

And the prognosis

Sex is explosive

Left her with bed sheet

****, I'm focused

And man

V is I and I am him

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Slim with the tilted brim on twenty inch rims

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all got love for me I got love for y'all

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

And if y'all go to war for me

I go to war with you

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

Hov

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

I think a R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

R-O

R-O-C ****

Jigga, jigga, that **** jigga

I hear the people talkin'

Listenin' when you walk

You're kind of hard to find

Darlin', I'm glad you're mine

I hear the people talkin'

Listenin' when you walk

You're kind of hard to find

Darlin', I'm glad you're mine

I speak through music

I reach you dudes

We can get deeper in the dirt then clean shoes

I refuse to lose

I peep you creeps

Three months in advance

I see right through you, Judas

The man that I am and damn, you don't know

The harder you go at me

The harder I flow

Let's do this

I'm just a memory reflectiin' your image

The minute you switch up your face

I pick up the pace

There's nothin' to it

Pull hammers from my waist

We can clap at this amateur pace

If that's what's crackin'

No, we can play this song all night and

Can you even fathom not havin' a favor in the world

I'm cool in my afterlife if I'm readin' these chapters right

Please, what have you

I breeze through Matthews

Bleed if I have to

You cowards die a  thousand deaths

Fake fucks face down on you houses steps

Are y'all even gettin' this message

I ain't bein' aggressive

But if you testin' my life than shit

I've gotta answer

Gotta cut off the cancer

Youngin', pull your pants up

You gettin' too big for your britches, you fuckin' with it

Dude, that did it with digits

Breathin's a privilege

Don't you know

When you're defeated

Won't you throw

Throw in the towel, I'm better with vowels

I'm a man of principle

Damn near invincible

In my own mind now that my soul's aligned

Didn't know before now my rows defined

To take hold of control of what's mine

Come and get me

Come and take my life, you comin' with me

Come and try to take me for granted

I take you off this planet

Damnit, man

This is a gift from God

This happenstance

And your arms are too short for box

Plus we knuckled up off the docks

You can't take me off my grind, get off my cock

What you thought is the rock

I hear the

Back in the mix and the scuffles

It's '86, I was sick with the hustle

Get a couple chicks to touch you

Fell away

Fuck her, don't ever hate on the brothers

Just playin' with you ****, I'ma stop now

Ain't gotta sell another record in my life

The blueprint two, baby

See you on November

Oh, shit

I hear the people talkin'

Listenin' when you walk

You're kind of hard to find

Darlin', I'm