Gangsta Shit DJ Clue (Ft. Ja Rule & JAY-Z)

[Intro: Jay-Z & DJ Clue?]
Uhh
And you don't stop
Uh-uh, and you won't quit, uh-huh
It's Roc-A-Fella y'all
Clueminati
Yea

[Chorus: Jay-Z]
Who got the gangsta gangsta shit?
We got the gangsta gangsta shit
Who got the gangsta gangsta shit?
We got (?) the gangsta gangsta shit

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
I understand why y'all niggas mad at me
Sitting around like damn, that could be me
All the cars and bitches livin' lavishly
But there's only one problem you ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company from half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn right around and go platinum, that would be
Fuck it I lost count
Why don't you tell me the amount?
Since you gossip like groupies notice please
I never go broke my name got 2 G's
J-I-two G-A I flip that on the platinum and be on the next day
I be right there when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on and when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice to light up your house
Just bright enough to see the gun 'fo I wipe you out
I'm the stuff niggas write about
Jigga's a legend
Jay-Hova, end of the session
Fuck with me now