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  • Текст песни Jay-Z - Dead Presidents lll

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    [Intro]
    D-P, D-P, D-P III
    III, III, III, D-P III

    [Verse 1]
    While others spit that Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerates
    Same crime, bigger trial, Your Honor suck a dick
    Let me live out my dreams, until my heart give out
    Devour cream, you know exactly what this is about
    Fuck y'all mean, handlin' since a teen
    Like LeBron or Sebastian, high school graduates
    Straight to the league, I ain't waitin' for my knee to blow
    Yesterday I was needin' this dough
    Get it? I was kneadin' this dough
    Long as your math is fast if your readin' is slow
    Yo, my life ain't rosy but I roll with it
    My mind was fine till the dough hit 'er
    Then told me that the Mo' did it
    And now it's Kosher, shit is so Hasidic
    I blow a digit on the diamond at San Tropé visits
    And won't miss it, so don't twist it
    Young is just as nice more wrists than '96 TRICK

    [Bridge]
    DPIII, YES!
    Washingtons go to wifey, you know how that go
    Jacksons go back then we cop us some mo'
    The Benjamins go in the stash box under the floor
    I'm out for presidents to represent me, now you know
    DPIII, DPIII

    [Verse 2]
    My boy Sig said he was on a tier where no tears can fall
    Cause he was on the block where no squares get off
    See in my inner circle, all we do is ball
    'Til we all got triangles on our wall
    Ain't just rapping for the platinum, y'all record
    I recall, cause I've really been there before
    Never fall behind, cause I think too forward
    All about the grind like me so horny
    Warned you early on about my mindset
    You thought it was an empty bomb threat
    'Til I flew into the building like
    100 Osamas said to do a few millions
    Expose the world to a hustler's true feelings
    I came into this game with nothing to prove
    You'll never stop a nigga in that type of mood
    So every move I make confuse the industry
    I'm out for presidents to represent me
    DP III

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