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Featuring Jay-Z & Nas. (Intro) I got these niggas breezy, don't worry about it Let that bitch breathe (Verse 1 - Jay-Z) I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less What do I think of success? It sucks, too much stress I guess I blew up quick Cause friends I grew up with See me as a Premie but I'm not and my nuts big I don't know what the fuss is, my career is illustrious My rep is impeccable; I'm not to be fucked with with Shit, let that bitch breathe I'm way too important to be talking about extorting Asking me for a portion is like asking for a coffin Broad daylight I'll off your on switch You're not too bright, goodnight long kiss Bye bye my reply BLAH, BLAH Blast burner then pass burner to Ty-Ty Finish my breakfast, why? I got an appetite for destruction and you're the small fry Now where was I? Let that bitch breathe I used to give a shit, now I don't give a shit more SongtexteTruth be told I had more fun when I was piss poor I'm pissed off, and is this what success is all about? A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths All this stress, all I got is this big house Couple of cars, I don't bring half of them shits out All of this Ace of Spades I drink just to piss out I mean I like the taste could've saved myself 6 thou's How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu Hold up, lemme move my bowels I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG tell these boys (Ya'll ain't got shit on my nigga) I got watches I ain't seen in months Apartment at the Trump; I only slept in once Niggas said Hova was over, such dummies Even If I fell I'll land on a bunch of money Ya'll ain't got nothing for me Nas: let that bitch breathe (Verse 2 - Nas) Success, McLaren, women staring My villain appearance Sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello Camaro driven, I climax from paper Then ask why is life worth living? Is it to hunt for the shit that you want? To receive's great, but I lust giving The best jewelers wanna make my things I make Jacob shit on Lorraine just to make me a chain Niggas mentioned on One Love Came home to the paper in hand Ain't gotta brag about the Feds young man Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments Google Earth Nas; I got flats in other continents Worst enemies wanna be my best friends Best friends wanna be enemies like that's what's in But I don't give a fuck walk inside the lion's den Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in Up your catalog dog, mine's worth too much Like Mike Jacks ATV pub, Mottola can't touch Let this bitch breathe (Jay-Z & Nas) Let this bitch breathe Aus Songtexte Mania