Letras:
J Live First Things First

stand up and get busy DO what you feel, (aight) feel what you DO (true) and enjoy... [applause] [J-Live proceeds: to cut and scratch] "Live on the fader" "J-Live

know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire! [Verse One: Too $hort, Eightball] From nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight I Don't Stop Rappin like my first

to do my thing hard Robbin' foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards Dipped to the projects flashin' my quick cash And got my first

in southwest representin with the jj boys (everybody) I stole to eat (i stole) I stole to live (i stole) I stole only to survive (if yous a hoodlum) just like j

: "Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me, Give God the first portion of your income. Give it first! Not after deducts, not after

down for my PEO-PLE! * an extra "yeah" before the 5th line first time, 2nd line second, and the 5th line the third time [Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah naw I don't fuck around, stay on my J

roll J: First class cribs First class rides Big ass honey sitting by my side BM: First class honeys want to roll with me Cause Jamaican thugs roll VIP J

had to have them And I remember Remembering the things we used to do Places we used to go, yeah And I remember kicking under the street lamp, smoking a J

it's supposed to be. But getting money, chasing women got the best of me. The first time that I saw her, I can't forget those songs. Thought I could live