Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Jay Z - It's alright ------------------------------------------ [Jay-Z:] Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, yeah yeah I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice So we can make our points twice and skate out a town I need that glow in my ice, E-Class Ladies screamin Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like Jees-ass Jay-Z and me holdin the mic so when you like you find MCīs so impolite And me Iīm so into nice, got cats on the corner like Donīt me and Jigga be flowin alike? Nah, Not in your life ainīt nobody copin like Mr. Jay-Z, shit youīre crazy Iīm hot like the six maybe, Deep dish with the great seats I flow greater than youīre navigator I drop in youīre town, block youīre data Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators And a crew with rocks the size of craters Canīt touch like hot potatoes, Ya Heard? Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, Holla back [Memphis Bleek:] In the middle of a war rockin a vest Whoīs the illest shorty alive, I confess I take nine to the chest and I swear to the heaven skyīs, I bless The mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feel Iīma try my best, and if you real like I real you can provide the rest Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart Iīm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me We extort them as soon as they record īem, Bleek My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair On the project stairs, Once I drop to a ceaser Ma I donīt need ya From the block to the hot two-seaters [Jay-Z:] Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, Check On the two Jew-elīs I blew more money than Latrell, who else? They donīt know you, think they know you too well, you jell Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set Press youīre brakes, Feds wanna investigate, Mr. I donīt cop nothin Less than eight, and anything involved with my name Regardless of the fame Itīs hard, I canīt even walk through Harlem again, Charge it to the game, Iīm platinum like American Express My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress To make every jam tougher, you ainīt my man fuck ya I suggest let you live right? Negative, I swear Itīs dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife Close youīre casket tight Take youīre last two deep breaths and pass the mic To Jay-Z nigga, Thatīs Right!! Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright