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Jay-Z feat. Memphis Bleek Lyrics
"Memphis Bleek Is... [LP Version][*]"

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[Chorus]
Memph Bleek is (murda)
Memph Bleek is (drugs)
Memph Bleek is (money)
Memph Bleek is (money holda, shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller)
Memph Bleek is (murda)
Memph Bleek is (drugs)
Memph Bleek is (money)
Memph Bleek is (money)
Memph Bleek is (drugs)
Memph Bleek is (money holda, shot caller, blunt smoka, hot roller)

Memph Bleek where the hoes at
Be where the dough at
Trees, yo I blow dat
see's yo I hold that
Guns, yo I tote that
O's, sold that
Blow niggas for stuntin', Fuck y'all frontin'
The war you could get that
Spit till I sip that
Guns, neva' sit back
Money I'm a get that
Mind I don't play y'all
Bleek still the same y'all
Aim the rod then I blase the squad
All the hoes roll the weed up
You know that it's G's up
Roll till you eat some
I flow for the threesomes

Chickens I don't need them
Snitches I'ma see them
Meet em with the guns and heat 'em with the one's
If you feel that you die-proof, .45 proof
I'll find where they hide you, outline you
You niggas know the name and my bitches know the game
I'm in it for life and want all y'all to say
It's life, Money drugs murder for life, what you think y'all

[Chorus]

Yo these streets, I control now
Creep on the low now
Empty and reload now
See me on the flow now
Drugs I could move quick
Thug on my new strip
Pump till I move bricks

Floss till I lose chips
? got it gemmed up
Accord got it rimmed up
Roll wit da dog On top is where you end up
Ride in a hot whip
Live in a hot crib
Spend what you got Memph
I'm about that hot shit
Bitches give me Brain Now
Bleek do his thang now
Eat em hoes the same now
Creep In the game now
Lay up wit the right bird
Me, I'm tryin' to slice first
Tryin' to flow suttin' you go head and owe suttin'
I'm high roll suttin'
You Die if you know suttin'
And break me off wit some of the O's or suttin'
The M-e-m-p-h man, Memph Bleek don't play
We all gotta eat Swiss Beats make ?em say
Money Drugs Murda for Life what you think y'all huh

[Chorus]