Текст песни Seen It All, Young Jeezy, Jay Z

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I said, you already know, nigga, you ain't gotta flow
Before rap Young really got dough,
Before rap Young really seen snow.
In the kitchen bout to make some magic,
Then blow it all in Magic,
Pull up to my partner in traffic,
Gave it to him, it was all in plastic.
All I know, I ain't tryna go to jail,
Heard that shit closest thing to hell,
When it's stepped on, make it hard to sell,
When you been where I been, make it hard to fail.
‘Cause I'm the realest nigga in this,
Y'all know it first nigga hittin Magic in that 6-45,
Valet say, ‘Jizzle, nigga, stay in new shit,
But everybody back back ‘cause that nigga can't drive.'
Doors open up I emerge with ten chains,
Even back then they was calling me Ten Chains,
Ask me what I spent, I tell ‘em, ‘It's no thing,
Even if I had to add it up, it'da cost like ten things.'
We used to take a little show money just to throw money,
If it's on the floor, nigga, it's the floor money,
If you brought it out to blow, when you got it from the blow,
Then that's why the fuck they call that shit blow money.
Still the realest nigga in this, y'all know it,
Kept it one hunnid till the day I came through,
My nigga hit me up sayin ‘Goin outta town,'
So I threw him fifty thou, told him, ‘Bring me back two.'
Not only had my fingers crossed, I prayed,
Called this little piece up, got laid,
Then he walked in, threw them both on the table said,
‘Fuck that shit, young nigga get paid!'
Then I whipped the Benzo on Lorenzo,
Stay down, nigga, you don't talk like ten toes,
Hoes see me in this big pretty muthafucka,
Bet I leave the parkin' lot with about ten hoes.

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[Jeezy:]
I done seen it all.
Yay stack seven feet tall,
Swear it look white like a wall.
What you know about thumbin through the hundreds, twenties, and the fifties,
Spendin tens and the fives at the mall?
I done seen it all.
[Jay Z:]
20/20 Pyrex vision,
Catch a contact standin' next to my kitchen.
Hear the twenties, fifties, hundreds, the money machine clickin',
And my Rollie ain't tickin', I ball.
I done seen it all.

[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Uncle died on the spot,
Pop killed the family with heroin shots, real shit.
Gave my life to the block,
Figured, I get shot ‘least I die on top, real shit.
I came alive in the drop,
Big body all white, shit looked like a yacht, real shit.
I got ‘em five grand a pop,
I had a plug in Saint Thomas on a trillion watts.
Flew him back to the States,
Park ninety-two bricks in front of 560 State,
Now the Nets a stone throw from where I used to throw bricks,
So it's only right I'm still tossin' ‘round Knicks.
Probably brought your auntie a couple bags,
I probably front your uncle a couple halves,
Was in the S-Class you was just in class,
You know I was finna blow like a meth lab.
Expanded the operation out in Maryland,
Me and Emory Jones in the caravan,
Took the show on the road out in VA,
Dropped a couple off with Rolla in the PA.
Plug got shot, started slowin' up,
Took a trip down to see how he was holdin' up,
The wars on now, he got shot again,
This time he was gone for good, then we got it in.
Emory got knocked, we was down ten,
The whole team hot, walls closin' in,
Niggas can't tell me shit about this dope game,
‘Bout this cocaine, man, I done seen it all.

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