Ruff Ryders feat. Jay-Z

Jigga My Nigga



Roc-a-fella, Irv Gotti. Swizz Beats, It's almost over ya'll, Jigga

Uh, uh, uh, uh, Lights out niggas!!!



(Women Singing)

Jay-Z:

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right

(Jigga) What's my mother fucking name?

(Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh?

(My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh

Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right



Verse 1:

Sold the crack when I was down in AC

Back on the block Jay-Z mother fucker from the, the, the Roc

Went solo on that ass but it's still the same

Brooklyn be the place where I serve them thangs

Be my niggas was struggling, to the 'burbs they came

And then we got to hustling, mudering thangs

I dipped in my stash, splurged on a chain

Now I'm Titianic, Iceberg's the name

Leave players on injured reserve, hurt the game

The best way to describe me in the word, insane

I dick down chicks all emerged in my fame

Jigga been dope since Slick Rick's first chain

The God, send you back to the earth from which you came

I'm baking soda, waterfire, merged with 'cane

Ladies don't know me said