JAY-Z - Broken English & Drug Sellin' lyrics

Nickels and dimes, kilos and nines
Can't stop the flow when all we know is crime

Talk broken english and drug selling

I got the formula to success: get yourself
A kilo from Bobbito
Then get yourself a couple of peoples
And we can make this work
Never let them niggas try to jerk
If they do, put them in the dirt then murk
Now, get your property some place
The Howard D's
Get yourself a couple of shorties that
Shoot a Glock with ease
And let's start clocking G's
Never let Bobbito sell you flour
Take a freeze
Now it's time to flip 'em like Micky D's
Take your baking soda and your triple beam
Not too much soda
Gotta keep it potent enough to cripple fiends
And keep 'em running
Coming back keep your gun in lap
In case these niggas try to steal your crack
There'll be none of that
Just lock it down like
Comstock nothing better Ahk
Don't ever sell a tray on my
Block you'll need the doc-
Tor, move fast to have a empty case
When you start seeing dough get
That fire proof sentry safe

Talk broken english and drug selling

Hustling 101 welcome to the class
You'll learn the art of dealing history
And making broken English your math
I can't teach you how to stash
See myself I hold cash
Every dollar like it's my last
'cause it might be
I stay away from hoochies that
Love Gucci's and Louis
Vuitton - the Don, before I spend: do me
Before the sun rose we
Was out chasing dollars
With a couple of O's that
Follow downing bottles of rosé, kid
And now we're celebrating living life
'cause Hell can wait first it was capsules
Now it's fish scales and selling weight
What about rapping, rappers always be asking
But while you was on promo tour
I was at home laughing
Stashing, staying in fashion, putting cash in
The fireproof sentry safe
Kid we die for loot

Talk broken english and drug selling

Slacking in the game, kid make it happen
Cop some cracks and put yourself
Back on the map and
Once your clientele's grooving without
You nothing's moving
You got that shit they want, need
Gotta have when they're using
This shit is deeper than the streets
We're working for the government
Before they try to Larry Davis
Me we're going public
Can't see my future from the street
So I live for now
Gotta get legit before they hear
My name too much downtown
Tryna be up out this shit
Soon as I start packing
Every time I try to leave this
Game it pull me back in
A magnet to selling small white fragments
Thick bags of it 'cause I never had shit
I gotta get mine regardless even if it means
Putting my ass on the line
Like a trapeze artist
I gotta blow, watch for the smoke
That's all I know so that's all I wrote out

Talk broken english and drug selling