[00:00.00] 作词 : Sean Francis/Shawn Carter/A. Whitehead/JAY-Z/Russell Howard[00:01.00] 作曲 : Sean Francis/Shawn Carter/A. Whitehead/JAY-Z/Russell Howard[03:31.95][03:20.60][02:26.40][02:15.73][01:21.28][01:10.68][00:16.19][00:05.26]S-dot-Carter[03:32.95][03:22.27][02:27.83][02:17.23][01:22.55][01:11.78][00:17.44][00:05.84]Y'all must try harder[03:40.39][03:34.66][03:29.10][03:23.90][02:35.26][02:29.65][02:24.04][02:18.75][01:29.71][01:24.16][01:18.81][01:13.65][00:24.42][00:19.33][00:14.07][00:08.15]Competition is[03:36.19][03:25.99][02:31.00][02:19.72][01:25.56][01:14.78][00:20.25][00:09.98]Nada[03:37.16][03:26.57][02:32.12][02:21.22][01:26.89][01:16.06][00:21.78][00:11.02]Ladies scream papa[03:38.54][03:27.60][02:32.98][02:22.31][01:29.14][01:17.09][00:23.06][00:12.27]B*****s can't stop ya[03:41.25][03:30.57][02:36.44][02:25.24][01:31.00][01:19.96][00:15.13]No, no, no[00:25.82]No, no, no, nope[00:27.37]You can't see 'em[00:28.59]Though you got plans to be him[00:30.31]Pay homage if by chance you meet him[00:32.57]In his pants pocket, your advance and per diem[00:35.27]It's the undisputed champ, being[00:37.78]For clique, dough sick, no medicine for us[00:40.98]Competition like I said in the chorus[00:43.33]Let me spell it out for ya[00:45.09]Jay to tha Amil[00:46.39](A to the Y stay real **** how they feel, uh-huh, uh-huh)[00:48.78]That's how we put it down[00:51.84](Uh-huh, uh-huh y'all gon get it now)[00:54.56]Chip off the old block[00:55.83]Resemble my old pops[00:57.25]'Cept I tote glocks and open **** spots[00:59.47]And I shut down rap crews[01:01.48]Smack them cats who flash tools[01:03.34]Laugh at fake ballers with bad jewels[01:05.46]I'll tell you once[01:06.55]This is shit you should've knew[01:07.75](Jigga what?)[01:08.48]Jigga[01:09.01](Jigga who?)[01:09.69]Okay[01:32.18]I'mma Roc-a-fella soldier[01:33.91]I thought I told ya[01:35.18]Hustler, b***h move weight like Oprah[01:37.72]Drive wide body, twenty-inch big motor[01:40.32]No tints, make no mistake y'all it's Hova[01:43.15]I stay sportin' played Jordan's before Jordan[01:45.49]Verses tight, hooks harder than Ken Norton[01:48.73]Musically touching you[01:50.11]Truthfully I abuse beats better call BCW[01:52.56]I make my mother move[01:55.54]So I have no problem coming around the old way[01:57.74]Sluggin' you, that's what a thug will do[01:59.67](Thuggin', bust techs, a suspect dangerous, and I love rough sex)[02:02.75]Yeah that's what's up[02:04.75]Even when I'm asleep the gats is up[02:07.26]Paranoid like Sunny drive backing up[02:10.01]But I'm from Bed-Stuy, killa with the flow[02:12.91]Let lead fly from out the four-four, mother****ers[02:37.28]None I remain at the top like the sun[02:41.18]And I burn whoever come in my chambers of torture[02:44.17]The flame gon' spark ya[02:45.72]Blood stain the tarp[02:48.03]But remains they chalk ya[02:50.26]Don't try to smooth talk us[02:51.94]You got nothing to offer[02:52.20]But the baby nine[02:52.89]And make ya fine offer[02:53.98]The chick is ill[02:55.27]Even with four-inch heels[02:56.63]No panties on and Patricia Fields[02:58.73]I get down[02:59.73]Just name the time, the place[03:01.54]We could take it back to Vaseline on our face[03:04.44]On a regular day we just gleam up your space[03:06.94]Rock our own line, got our whole team laced[03:09.99]RW with the torch on my jeans by the waist[03:12.69]Without heat we still gon steam up the place[03:15.44](Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)