[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 wanna talk to 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 stroke
  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 with 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 vendetta 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'll relax that, ever heard of me?
  Worldwide Originator, say word to me
  The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga
  like a third degree, see me shine so bright
  Nigga I'm my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigor
  Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
  You fly-by-nights stop chirpin B
  Heavyweights type work to me
  For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin me
  What? Cut your face in like surgery
  Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the road
  when you had to be in bed at the PM
  Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N
  forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin
  Nigga your style's no style my style's hostile
  C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home
  O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya?!)
    [Chorus (with variations)]
    [Amil-lion] [*repeat to fade*]
  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