Jay-Z - Threat Lyrics

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[Intro: Cedric the Entertainer]

Yo once a pimp gets threats

That's right that's the - the that's that's threats them

And I'm serious about mine I'm so sin-surr

And I nigga I'll kill ya I'll chop ya up

Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga

[Jay-Z]

Yeah I done told you niggas

9 or 10 times stop fuckin with me

I done told you niggas

9 albums stop fuckin with me

I done told you niggas with

The 9 on me stop fuckin with me

You niggas must got 9 lives

9th wonder

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Put that knife in ya take a little bit of life from ya

Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue?

I put the gun to ya I let it sing you a song

I let it hum to ya the other one sing along

Now it's a duet and you wet when you check out

The technique from the 2 Tecs and I don't need two lips

To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit

This is a unusual musical I conductin

You lookin at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic

I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it

Or you Bill O'Reilly you only rilin me up

For three years they had me peein' out of a cup

Now they bout to free me up whatchu think I'm gon' be what?

Rehabilitated man I still feel hatred

I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked but

You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y

But catch me down the Westside drivin like Halle Berry

Or the FDR in the seat of my car

Screamin out the sunroof "death to y'all"

You can't kill me I live forever through these bars

I put the wolves on ya I put a price on your head

The whole hood'll want ya you startin to look like bread

I send them boys at ya I ain't talkin bout Feds

Nigga them body-snatchers nigga you heard what I said

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[Hook]

I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin

Put your smarts on the side of your garment

Nigga stop fuckin with me

R. -- I. -- P

[Interlude: Cedric the Entertainer]

That's right there nigga nigga I'm wild

Nigga I keep trash bags with me

Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out

This sin-surr this some sin-surr SHIT right hurr!

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

Grown man I put hands on you

I dig a hole in the desert they build the Sands on you

Lay out blueprint plans on you

We Rat Pack niggas let Sam tap dance on you

Then I Sinatra shot ya God damn you

... I put the boy in the box like David Blaine

Let the audience watch it ain't a thang

Y'all wish I was frontin I George Bush the button

Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it

Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it

Your boy got the goods y'all don't want nuttin of it

Like castor oil I Castor Troy you

Change your face or the bullets change all that for you

... y'all niggas is targets

Y'all garages for bullets please don't make me park it

In your upper level valet a couple strays

From the .38 Special nigga God bless you

[Hook]

[Interlude: Cedric the Entertainer]

Yeah I'm threatening ya YEAH I'm threatening ya!

Who you thank you dealin with?

They call me Threats nigga I been makin threats

Since I been in kindergarten nigga!

Huh ask about me see if you ain't heard

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

When the gun is tucked untucked nigga you dies

Like nunchuks held by the Jet L-I

I'm the one thus meanin no one must try

No two no three no four know why?

Because one's four-five might blow yo' high

You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God

It's a match made in heaven when I {*blaow*} 'splay the 7

Put you on the nigga news UPN at 11

Where you been you ain't heard got the word that I'm

[Two silencer shots] that I'm so sin-surr?

I'm especially Joe Pesci wit it friend

I will kill you commit suicide and kill you again

That's right

[Hook]

[Outro: Cedric the Entertainer]

Whatup? Motherfucker I keep three motherfuckers what?

Nigga I'll throw a Molotov cocktail through your momma's momma's house

Nigga what the - where everybody live!

Undercover nigga take your teeth out your mouth nigga

Chew your food up and put the shit back in your mouth nigga

And help you swallow

Nigga I take a mop handle off nigga

And sweep nigga - hold on I'll be - nigga what?

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