[Jay-Z]. I remove your roof nigga let the sun shine in. Thirty-eight waist enough to put one nine in. Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin. but when the gat is tucked I'm fat as fuck. Ignorant bastard I'm takin it back to day one. No kids but trust me I know how to raise a gun. For niggaz that think I spend my days in the sun. well here's the shock of your life the glock not the mic. Homey I'm not into hype; trust me I'm still street. You still fuckin up then trust me I still creep. Yeah I know the platinum chain be lookin real sweet. but reach and I bury niggaz sixty feet deep. S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs. Seperate fathers from they daughters why bother. I'm a crook like you I took like you. I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you. How dare you look at Jigga like I'm shook like boo. I keep the fifth with me nigga come and get me... COME AND GET ME!. {*gong sounds*} Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-come... {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka-COME AND GET ME! ... {*bell rings*} COME AND GET ME! Ka-ka-ka... {*bell rings*} .. Ka-ka-ka-ka-come. {*bell rings*} .. come and get me COME AND GET ME. [Jay-Z]. Don't know what y'all niggaz is. tryin to do but I don't like it. Yeah straight gangster shit. Heyyyy uh-huh-uh-uhh gangster shit. Uhh straight gangster nigga. Roc... Yo your summer's bout to get hot. Niggaz home from jail and they plottin. Heard about the watch the Bentley hard-top. The Continental T got em resentin me. God I work hard please don't envy me. I paid the cost to be the boss to floss this hard. I can recall a year ago I almost lost this job. All y'all remember is the part about me parkin the hog. What about all them days I was walkin my dogs?. Barkin at broads but they never hollered back. And if they did all they said was "Where dem dollaz at?". Imagine bein skinny growin up around broader cats. The quiet assassin demeanor of them college cats. until I got a gat and loudly start poppin back. Round the way niggaz called me Bobby Bouchete. Now all I hear is whispers of what you gon' do to Jay. How y'all gon' stick me up take my jewels away. Pull out your gat car jack me take my cruise away. Well I got news for y'all fools today hey... Chorus: Jay-Z. I got shots to give come and get me nigga. Y'all wanna rob the kid? Come and get me nigga. I won't part with this come and get me nigga. I worked hard for this come and get me nigga. I got shots to give COME AND GET ME... COME AND GET ME... [Jay-Z]. I made it so you could say Marcy and it was all good. I ain't crossover I brought the suburbs to the hood. Made em relate to your struggle told em bout your hustle. Went on MTV with do-rags I made them love you. You know normally them people wouldn't be fuckin witchu. Til I made em understand why you do what you do. I expected to hear "Jay if it wasn't for you..". But instead all I hear is buzzin in your crew. How y'all scheamin tryin to get accustomed to my moves. So y'all could tape my mouth stake out my house. But I got pride I'm a nigga first. I gotta cock back and pull the trigger first. That's how Jigga work. The funny thing; I represent y'all everytime I spit a verse. and that's the shit that hurts. But hey I got my mind right got my nine right here. So when y'all feel that the time is right... Chorus. [Jay-Z]. Aiy yo yo aiy yo yo. It's only fair that I warn ya rap's my new hustle. I'm treatin it like the corner fuck with me if you wanna. My game change but my mindframe remains the same. I gotta protect what's mine. Shit I started from nothin; zero zip. I made my way hustlin I don't owe niggaz shit. I'm paranoid now so I keep the gun gripped. Cats I played skelly with? Niggaz done flipped. I keep a banger in the ankle one in the hip. Two in the stash one come up when I shift. I keep one under the chair where I sit. I even got a gun in the hair in the bun of my bitch. Ask Big; everytime he'd come to my crib. he'd find another gun that I hid. I'm ready to make this one of the hottest summer there is. Everyday like a hundred-and-six.. shit... Chorus 2X. [Jay-Z].