Jay-Z
Jay-Z - The Story Of O.j songtekst
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Skin is, skin, is Skin black, my skin is black My, black, my skin is yellow Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga I like that second one Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga O.J. like, "I'm not black, I'm O.J." ... Okay House nigga, don't f**k with me I'm a field nigga with shined cutlery Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be I'mma play the corners where the hustlers be I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood That your mama renting Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood That's how you rinse it" I bought every V12 engine Wish I could take it back to the beginning I could've bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo For like 2 million That same building today is worth 25 million Guess how I'm feeling? Dumbo