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Jay Z - So ghetto (Dirty & Lyrics) (Produced By Dj.Premier)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Steve Cropper
Steve Cropper
Songwriter
Allen George Miles
Allen George Miles
Songwriter
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Producer
Eddie Sancho
Eddie Sancho
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Back at'cha
How we do
Preemo, Jigga-Man
History in the makin'
Let's go
[Verse 2]
I spit the murder-murder-murderous, mur-mur-mu-murderous shit
I keep it gangsta-gangsta-gangsta, g-g-g-gangsta, feel me?
I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
[Verse 3]
Yo, career crook, nobody rep Brooklyn like me
Jigga Man, Volume 3, I'm back lookin' like me
Stop the presses, baby girls, drop your dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven
Ever since I came through, **** got the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin', I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this muh'fucker, we spray corners
Stand there like you got a cape on ya, fine
You'll be wearin' a black suit a long time
I put your crew in hard bottoms, the priest is like, "God's got him
He never did nuttin' to nobody, but them boys shot him"
Brandish iron, outlandish buyin'
Bentley Coupes, not braggin', just simply the truth
We all from the ghetto, only difference, we go back
Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen
[Verse 4]
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well..." "...by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me or hate me..." "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down"
[Verse 5]
Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night
I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at Life
So I'm cruisin' in the car with this bougie broad
She said, "Jigga-Man, you rich, take the du-rag off"
Hit a U-turn, "Ma I'm droppin' you back off"
Front of the club, "Jigga, why you do that for?"
Thug **** till the end, tell a friend, bitch
Won't change for no paper, plus I been rich
'88 been hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em
Women been fuckin' 'em, huh?
You see, I live for the love of the street
Rap to the ruggedest beats, hall closet cluttered with heat
I spit that murder-murder-murder, that Brook-Brook-a-Brooklyn shit
Furthermore ma, we tote guns to the Grammys
Pop bottles on the White House lawn
Guess I'm just the same old Shawn
[Verse 6]
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well..." "...by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me or hate me..." "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down"
[Verse 7]
I'm from the M-to-the-A, baby, R-C-Y
So it's hard for me to let the larceny die
**** see me in the streets with no bodyguards
Just two big guns that'll body your squad
'Cause **** be schemin' on me, probably are
Think Jigga's a joke, ****? Hardy har
I spit Brook-Brook-Brooklyn every time I bust
Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too much
Magazines say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim
Still, they put me on they cover 'cause I earn for them
Soon as I sell too much, watch them turn on him
'Cause that seem to be the shit that'll earn for them
I spit that murder-murder-murderous, every time a verbalist
Iller than Verbal Kint is or O-Dog in Menace
I'm ill, start to finish, I rip apart contenders
I'm hot
[Verse 8]
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg Slim, baby ride rims"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well..." "...by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me or hate me..." "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-A-Fella lock the whole block down"
[Verse 9]
I'm so gangsta, prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me, uhh
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls
Yeah
Uhh, yeah, bump, yeah, with me, yeah, bitch, yeah
Jigga, yeah, Primo, yeah, gangsta, yeah, ****, yeah
Brooklyn, yeah
Written by: Buddy Miles, DJ Premier, JAY-Z, Steve Cropper
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