Jay-Z - American Gangster (Album)

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Треки альбома
  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
    American Dreamin'
  • 4
    Hello Brooklyn 2.0 ( feat. Lil Wayne )
  • 5
    No Hook
  • 6
    Roc Boys (And The Winner Is)...
  • 7
  • 8
    I Know ( feat. Pharrell Williams )
  • 9
    Party Life
  • 10
    Ignorant Shit ( feat. BEANIE SIGEL )
  • 11
    Say Hello
  • 12
    Success ( feat. Nas )
  • 13
    Fallin' ( feat. Bilal )
  • 14
    Blue Magic ( feat. Pharrell Williams )
  • 15
    American Gangster

    Текст песни
    "And you say New York City
    Uh-huh, put your hands together
    Young, uh-huh, yeah
    Uh-huh, yes
    I'm from the 80's, home of the heroine
    Error of the hustlers, uh the world is my custy
    New Rich Porter, the way I flip quarters
    Front on all these other rap artists, but me
    Momma was a mink wearer, papa ran numbers
    So it's plain to see where my whole plan come from
    American dream, I'm livin' the life still
    The way I shine is like a zillion dollar light bill
    Still I'm grindin', army jacket linin'
    40 below timbs on, gettin' my M's on
    My best friends gone, I seen bad days
    Still find songs that I hear him on
    Gettin' my Mary J. Blige 'Reminisce' on
    I hear his voice in my mind like nigga live on
    So I get on that fly shit I been on
    Spin on corners in Enzo with rims on
    But for info, puffin' on endonesia
    Give me amnesia
    I ease up, that's right
    I'm high nigga, I want the sky
    The world when I'm done I'ma give it to my sons
    Let 'em live it up, split it up, switch it up, uh
    Sixes kit it up, man I did it up, done
    The rest of my belonging's belong in the hall of fame
    A list of hits next to all my names
    I came
    I want the sky, baby
    I want the sky, baby
    If the sky should fall and it all goes tomorrow
    And they foreclose on the house and auction off all my cars
    Don't cry for me Argentina, I mobbed in the beamer
    Took trips abroad, got mobbed in Sardinia
    In Ibiza I had pizza in the club
    Ladies know I'm that guy, they wanna piece of my love
    Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime
    Billie Jean, the goddamn boy ain't mine
    And the Roc break up had the people losin' hope
    Can't lie, they had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
    Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the go-go's
    Throwin' the diamond up, reppin' the logo
    Rose gold rose flow, I'm okay though
    What don't kill me makes stronger than before so
    Here we go and I'm not domino
    When it all falls down, I'm like Kanye's jaw
    I might break but I don't fold
    Till I hold the sky in my hand
    Yeah, that's my goal
    And then I bid you Freddy Adu
    Prodigal Child, y'all not ready for the future
    Then I disappear in the Bermuda Triangle
    My name will be viewed such
    Here's to the man that refused to give up
    I want the sky nigga, chuch
    I want the sky, baby
    I want the sky, baby
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