Nigga What Nigga Who - Jay-Z

[Jay Z] 
Uh huh uh huh  gi gi gi geyeah 
Roc a Fella y'all  uh huh uh huh  Jigga 
Timbaland shit  nine eight BEYOTCH 
Say what  say what? Uh huh uh huh  follow me beotch 

Nigga what  nigga who? 
Nigga what  nigga who? 
Switcha flow  getcha dough 
Can't fuck with this Roc a Fella shit doe 
Switcha flow  getcha dough 
Can't fuck with this Roc a Fella shit doe 

[Jay Z]   > first four lines overlap the section above 
Can't fuck with me 
They ain't ready yet 
Uh-huh uh-huh 
Yeah, yeah 
Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous 
shots with the fo'-fo' 
Faggots runnin to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa 
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload 
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed 
Left holes through some guy clothes 
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip 
Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit 
One shot could make a nigga do a full flip 
See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit 
Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you 
But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ like Akinyele 
Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it 
inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly 
All night get you wide up inside the telly 
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me 

Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil-lion) 

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me 
(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z 
*repeat 3X* 
(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me 
(Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z 

[Jay-Z] 
Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it 
The same place where the rhymes is invented 
So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroll 
See how I was flowin on my last cassette? 
Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though 
Never get high, never run out of ammo 
Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch 
You know your favorite, I know it made you sick 
And now you're, actin raw but you never had war 
Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe 
Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be 
A pimp with a tragedy 
She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked her friends 
She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again 
I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, "Shit.. 
there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!" 

Chorus (with variation in last line) 

[Jay-Z] 
Gotta friend that even though I been better 
Left him in the cold with a thin sweater 
Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw 
Two at me I threw fo' back, hold that 
Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac' 
Dame had the Lex black 
Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that 
And right where you're stressed, where you rest at 
I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through 
With the glock jet black, you niggaz step back 
I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this 
Me and my niggaz we invented the shit 
I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater 
Jaz-O finish this shit 

[Big Jaz] 
Better learn, Jaz don't relax, stat ever heard of me? 
Worldwide Originator, say word to me 
The population holla certainl