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letra de nuthin' but love - jay-z

[jay-z]
they don’t be knowin’ the way i be flowing
when i be going, i be running the track like jesse owens
i disrupt the natural scheme, the way that you do things
wit a swing and have ’em rockin like, sting
you say never, you run, if ever you come
it’s never you run so fast in your life to never have won
come on and ride the rhythm, i produce like jizm
just like the gods i start with knowledge and follow with wisdom
for greater understanding, i’m landing, blows, and
knocking sense into those that oppose me, ha!
enticing when slicing through tracks
you’re screaming, “jesus christ is back and god knows he can rap!”
me and sauce put rhythm on the map, so give him his dap
and me, i just take mine, gimme those, gimme this, gimme that, f-ck that!
gimme love, n-gga…
sauce money in the house like…

[sauce money]
i don’t never plan to fall! sauce is all-out or nothin, i brawl
drag n-ggas like rupaul
with the funky drummer drumming, i’m never slumming
i summon -rg-sms so i can show you how i’m coming
i bang boots, dispute ranks, and execute ganks
to bank loot, while your mind shoot blanks
dig it, fatal since i was prenatal
able to drop heavy since the cradle
cooking biters who nibble on my hooks get ’em deep in the files
a boyz n da hood, watch the fish-burne from furious styles
never was right but i made it through wrong
said we waited too long went back in the lab and created new songs
new styles i stock ’em for new chicks to jock ’em
your group when i rock ’em once, spiders watch to clock ’em
a cut and above the best street life struttin to show
put ’em to the test cause we ain’t got nuthin’ but love

[jay-z] (sauce money)
to all my grimys in crooklyn – (nuthin’ but love)
and all my peoples uptown – (nuthin’ but love)
and all my n-ggas all around – (nuthin’ but love)
to all my peeps in h-ll – (nuthin’ but love)
b-tches who f-ck and don’t tell – (nuthin’ but love)
for all you n-ggas that’s wack! – (nuthin’ but love)
for keeping our sh-t fat! – (nuthin’ but love)
sauce money, jay-z (nuthin’ but love)
here we go again

[sauce money]
what you about to feel, you can’t doubt the real threat
peace to all my n-ggas without a deal yet
and that’s comin from the streets cause we ain’t got nuthin but love
peace to the brothers who keep us in ghetto blood

[jay-z]
here’s a stamp and seal away, we build, f-ck the tramp
who got my man knocked, for real, ain’t nuthin’ but love, champ
the jigga, sauce money representin one time
strike three, we out, but never out of your mind

- jay z

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