Jay-Z - Jay-Z-Dead Or Alive Pt. 2 (Feat. Sauce Money) (Disses 2pac) Lyrics

fiddy shots at idi-ots
Show him I got more then take the shit he got, Biatch!
Big poison and fuck up the city rots
The whole world supposing he's tryna dispose of me
You must know I give a fuck though, got a mean rebuttal
Try me! See where your luck go, you know what though?
I'm what you don't get a second chance at
Think you can chance that?
I'm laying niggas down ba'y bro
Think you can stand that?
Your train of thought derails like amtrak
My grand stack, hands free and a six; vivid jam-packed
Me, my crimees, and a couple of dime pieces
A bunch of rolexes, unlimited credit line visas
Heat is for niggas that want to touch but can't reach us
To each his own y'all can eat this chrome
Leave him speechless when the lead reaches his dome
Life ain't nothing but beaches and homes
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