jay-z <the return><we got em goin'>歌词
jay-z <the return>\u7684\u6b4c\u8bcd[Intro]
Halt! Who goes there?
It is I sire Tone from Brooklyn.
Well, speak up man what is it?
News from the East sire! THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS HAS RETURNED!
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (R. Kelly)]
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the freshest of them all?
I love \u6179m all but none of yall can fuck with the double suicide doors on that black phantom,
Fuck em all
We got hits like a 30 shot clip when we throw one in the air everybody hit the floor
Holla atcha boy, boys, when we boys so we bringin out them toys
Lane to lane on the dana danes
We give you noise man when the year change we change, nigga we right here
We can go bang for bang
We can go clip for clip nigga chain for chain
We can go bitch for bitch got a pretty young thing
That I keep by my hip like my celly that ring, sing!
(Me and Michelle at the hotel while Jay and Tone on the way to the after party got the ladies sayin
OH! Best of Both Worlds)
Best of Both Worlds and we rock the globe
You knamsayin
Ya boy H-O wit Kels we not playin
Losers lose so when we does what we do we win
Then win again like de ja vu
Then we win again like MJ do
Three-peat then retreat the waters that\u62af blue
Young scrappy this what grown men do lets move!
[Chorus: R. Kelly (2x)]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustling boys and girls
It\u62af the return of Best of Both Worlds
(Nothin can hold us now!)
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
Now all the ladies love Kels cause Kels is fresh
And plus Kels got \u6412uperpimp?\u5e86ross his chest
I got a phat gold chain and I drop top Lex
And when im rollin thourhg ya hood I be causin wrecks
Man I\u62a6 a gigalo, Air Force Ones and fresh linen
I be in the club while my chrome still spinnin
Ladies line up in a single file line just to hit a ?? I\u62a3l sing \u6179m a few lines like (Me and
Michelle at the hotel while Jay and Tone on the way to the after party got the ladies sayin OH!
Best of Both Worlds!)
Shuttin it down you knamean
Kels and Jigga man bacl on the scene
Step up in the club so fresh and so clean
Ladies be like damn! BLING! BLING! BLING
Hov rap and I SING! SING! SING
H to the O and the R&B King, before we do a show its like CHING! CHING! CHING!
So Lodi Dodi, we likes to party, we don\u62b0 start fights we don\u62b0 bother nobody
The good news is haters we gat a lotta dough, bad news is it\u62af the return of Best of Both?
[Chorus]
[Bridge: R. Kelly]
We on a world tour wit Jay and my man
Goin each and everywhere wit the mic in our hand
London, Paris, New York, D.C., Detroit, From Chi-Town to Cali
We on a world tour wit Kels and ya man
Goin each and everywhere wit the mic in our hand
Philly, Jersey, Dallas, St. Louis, Miami
Best of Both comin to ya city!
[Chorus]
\u3000\u3000\u6b4c\u66f2\uff1aEmpire State Of Mind \u4e13\u8f91\uff1aThe Blueprint 3 \u6b4c\u624b\uff1aJay-Z
\u3000\u3000\u6b4c\u8bcd\uff1a\uff08Jay-Z\uff09
\u3000\u3000Yeah,
\u3000\u3000Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
\u3000\u3000Now Im down in Tribeca,
\u3000\u3000Right next to DeNiro,
\u3000\u3000But I'll be hood forever,
\u3000\u3000I'm the new Sinatra,
\u3000\u3000And since i made it here,
\u3000\u3000I can make it anywhere,
\u3000\u3000Yeah they love me everywhere,
\u3000\u3000I used to cop in Harlem,
\u3000\u3000All of my dominicanos
\u3000\u3000Right there up on broadway,
\u3000\u3000Brought me back to that McDonalds,
\u3000\u3000Took it to my stash spot,
\u3000\u3000Five Sixty Stage street,
\u3000\u3000Catch me in the kitchen like a simmons whipping pastry,
\u3000\u3000Cruising down 8th street,
\u3000\u3000Off white lexus,
\u3000\u3000Driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
\u3000\u3000Me I'm up at Bedsty,
\u3000\u3000Home of that boy Biggie,
\u3000\u3000Now i live on billboard,
\u3000\u3000And i brought my boys with me,
\u3000\u3000Say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Malta
\u3000\u3000Sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
\u3000\u3000N-gga i be spiked out, i can trip a referee,
\u3000\u3000Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from\u2026
\u3000\u3000\uff08Alicia Keys\uff09
\u3000\u3000New York,
\u3000\u3000I'm from where dreams are made of,
\u3000\u3000Theres nothing you can't do,
\u3000\u3000Now you're in New York,
\u3000\u3000These streets will make you feel brand new,
\u3000\u3000The lights will inspire you,
\u3000\u3000Lets here it for New York, New York, New York
\u3000\u3000\uff08Jay-Z\uff09
\u3000\u3000I made you hot n-gga,
\u3000\u3000Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
\u3000\u3000Sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
\u3000\u3000You should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho,
\u3000\u3000But i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my click though,
\u3000\u3000Welcome to the melting pot,
\u3000\u3000Corners where we selling rocks,
\u3000\u3000Afrika bambaataa sh-t,
\u3000\u3000Home of the hip hop,
\u3000\u3000Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cap, holla back,
\u3000\u3000For foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
\u3000\u30008 million stories out there and their naked,
\u3000\u3000Cities is a pity half of y'all won't make it,
\u3000\u3000Me i gotta plug a special and i got it made,
\u3000\u3000If Jesus payin LeBron, I'm paying Dwayne Wade,
\u3000\u30003 dice cee-lo
\u3000\u30003 card marley,
\u3000\u3000Labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
\u3000\u3000Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
\u3000\u3000Long live the king yo,
\u3000\u3000I'm from the empire state thats\u2026
\u3000\u3000\uff08Alicia Keys\uff09
\u3000\u3000New York,
\u3000\u3000I'm from where dreams are made of,
\u3000\u3000Theres nothing you can't do,
\u3000\u3000Now you're in New York,
\u3000\u3000These streets will make you feel brand new,
\u3000\u3000The lights will inspire you,
\u3000\u3000Lets here it for New York, New York, New York
\u3000\u3000\uff08Jay-Z\uff09
\u3000\u3000Lights is blinding,
\u3000\u3000Girls need blinders
\u3000\u3000So they can step out of bounds quick,
\u3000\u3000The side lines is blind with casualties,
\u3000\u3000? casually, then gradually become worse,
\u3000\u3000Don't bite the apple Eve,
\u3000\u3000Caught up in the in crowd,
\u3000\u3000Now your in-style,
\u3000\u3000And in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
\u3000\u3000The city of sin is a pity of win,
\u3000\u3000Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them,
\u3000\u3000Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
\u3000\u3000Everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
\u3000\u3000Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
\u3000\u3000And Jesus can't save you like starts when the church ends,
\u3000\u3000Came here for school, graduated to the high life,
\u3000\u3000Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
\u3000\u3000Empty in May got you feeling like a champion,
\u3000\u3000The city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien
\u3000\u3000\uff08Alicia Keys\uff09
\u3000\u3000New York,
\u3000\u3000I'm from where dreams are made of,
\u3000\u3000Theres nothing you can't do,
\u3000\u3000Now you're in New York,
\u3000\u3000These streets will make you feel brand new,
\u3000\u3000The lights will inspire you,
\u3000\u3000Lets here it for New York, New York, New York
\u3000\u3000\uff08Alicia Keys\uff09
\u3000\u3000One hand in the air for the big city,
\u3000\u3000Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
\u3000\u3000No place in the World that can compare,
\u3000\u3000Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
\u3000\u3000Come on, come,
\u3000\u3000New York,
\u3000\u3000I'm from where dreams are made of,
\u3000\u3000Theres nothing you can't do,
\u3000\u3000Now you're in New York,
\u3000\u3000These streets will make you feel brand new,
\u3000\u3000The lights will inspire you,
\u3000\u3000Lets here it for New York, New York, New York
[Intro]
Halt! Who goes there?
It is I sire Tone from Brooklyn.
Well, speak up man what is it?
News from the East sire! THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS HAS RETURNED!
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (R. Kelly)]
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the freshest of them all?
I love ‘em all but none of yall can fuck with the double suicide doors on that black phantom,
Fuck em all
We got hits like a 30 shot clip when we throw one in the air everybody hit the floor
Holla atcha boy, boys, when we boys so we bringin out them toys
Lane to lane on the dana danes
We give you noise man when the year change we change, nigga we right here
We can go bang for bang
We can go clip for clip nigga chain for chain
We can go bitch for bitch got a pretty young thing
That I keep by my hip like my celly that ring, sing!
(Me and Michelle at the hotel while Jay and Tone on the way to the after party got the ladies sayin
OH! Best of Both Worlds)
Best of Both Worlds and we rock the globe
You knamsayin
Ya boy H-O wit Kels we not playin
Losers lose so when we does what we do we win
Then win again like de ja vu
Then we win again like MJ do
Three-peat then retreat the waters that’s blue
Young scrappy this what grown men do lets move!
[Chorus: R. Kelly (2x)]
In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustling boys and girls
It’s the return of Best of Both Worlds
(Nothin can hold us now!)
[Verse 2: R. Kelly]
Now all the ladies love Kels cause Kels is fresh
And plus Kels got “superpimp” ‘cross his chest
I got a phat gold chain and I drop top Lex
And when im rollin thourhg ya hood I be causin wrecks
Man I’m a gigalo, Air Force Ones and fresh linen
I be in the club while my chrome still spinnin
Ladies line up in a single file line just to hear the black Sinatra sing off a few lines like (Me and
Michelle at the hotel while Jay and Tone on the way to the after party got the ladies sayin OH!
Best of Both Worlds!)
Shuttin it down you knamean
Kels and Jigga man bacl on the scene
Step up in the club so fresh and so clean
Ladies be like damn! BLING! BLING! BLING
Hov rap and I SING! SING! SING
H to the O and the R&B King, before we do a show its like CHING! CHING! CHING!
So Lodi Dodi, we likes to party, we don’t start fights we don’t bother nobody
The good news is haters we gat a lotta dough, bad news is it’s the return of Best of Both…
[Chorus]
[Bridge: R. Kelly]
We on a world tour wit Jay and my man
Goin each and everywhere wit the mic in our hand
London, Paris, New York, D.C., Detroit, From Chi-Town to Cali
We on a world tour wit Kels and ya man
Goin each and everywhere wit the mic in our hand
Philly, Jersey, Dallas, St. Louis, Miami
Best of Both comin to ya city!
[Chorus]
<we got em goin>:
Uh, uhh, uh
Uh, ah, now Hov's in the building, Hov's in the building
Uh, uhh, uh
Kels in the building, Kels in the building
Uh, uhh, that's right
Hov's in the building, Hov's in the building
Uh what? Ho, ho
Yo Kels in the building, Kels in the building
[R. Kelly]
I'm in the building tonight, it's goin down my nigga
Got a pocket full of cash and some 'dro my nigga
Attitude like I don't give a fuck my nigga
Probably the drunkest fool on the flo' my nigga
One of the best that ever did this here, every year
It's the #1 R&B singer this year
But y'all know, still mo' money mo' problems
Mo' niggaz, mo' chicks, mo' clubs, Mo' bottles
One little note in your ear, and I gotcha
Ladies call me the black Frank Sinatra
Yeah a real pimp floss and the pimp be blingin
It's just the same reason why a young pimp be leanin
Hard liquor, couple sips, and I'm passin it
Maybach so big you can dance in it
Jigga lil' nigga fuckin with the baddest chicks
Got your girl lookin at you like the maddest chick
We goin
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got everybody up in the club, hands high
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got players, ballers, hustlers and they back
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got all of the pretty girls left in the city
goin ho-ohh, ohh-oh
We got 'em goin, we got 'em goin
[Jay-Z]
Yo yeah it's the boy Hov', yeah I blow O's
Circles around competition, not an Optimo
To sit low, in a six-oh, oh
Solo, on lo-lo's, fuck po'-po's
Take a pho-to, last time you see a nigga so cold
So be-low zero, so froze
So-so rappers are so sore, hate his soul
It ain't my fault I'm so rock'n'roll
I'm just Hov'
[Chorus]
[Memphis Bleek]
Geah, it's the kid from the Stuy, and I stay high
In my A-O-L-A blowin lah lah lah
Goodbye, I see you chumps on top
Or on the highway in somethin that ends with I
Like I, 745, I
Or the F-E-double-R-the-A-R-I
AR-15 to spray y'all guys
You die (you die) goodbye (goodbye)
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
From New York to Chi, we blow like hy-dro
Blow out live shows without py-ro
See how I combined the I-O flow
Tone'll rep, Memph Bleek, Kels and Hov'
[Jay and Bleek alternate words]
Bottles, models, follow, to the hotter
way we play like it's no day tomorrow
Spendin my dough like I just hit the lotto
Bounce, park and stop shall not wake I'm straight safe
[Chorus]
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