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                                                            Lirik Lagu D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune) - JAY-Z LYRICS

                                                            JAY-Z LYRICS


                                                            "D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune)"

                                                            [Chorus]
                                                            Only rapper to re-write history without a pen
                                                            No ID on the track let the story begin, begin, begin

                                                            [Verse 1]
                                                            This is anti autotune, death of the ringtone,
                                                            This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing alongs
                                                            This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
                                                            Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song
                                                            Wrong, this ain't politically correct
                                                            This might offend my political connects
                                                            My raps don't have melodies
                                                            This should make niggas wanna go and commit felonies
                                                            Get your chain tooken
                                                            I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn
                                                            I know we facing a recession
                                                            But the music y'all making going make it the great depression
                                                            All y'all lack aggression
                                                            Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
                                                            Nigga this shit violent
                                                            This is death of autotune, moment of silence

                                                            [Chorus]

                                                            [Verse 2]
                                                            This ain't a number one record
                                                            This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
                                                            I made it just for Flex and...
                                                            ... Mister Cee, I want niggas to feel threatened
                                                            Stop your bloodclot crying
                                                            The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
                                                            You niggas' jeans too tight
                                                            You colors too bright, your voice too light
                                                            I might wear black for a year straight
                                                            I might bring back Versace shades
                                                            This ain't for z100
                                                            Ye told me to kill y'all to keep it 1 hundred
                                                            This is for Hot 97
                                                            This shit's for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
                                                            Nigga this shit violent
                                                            Death of autotune, moment of silence

                                                            [Chorus]

                                                            [Verse 3]
                                                            This shit need a verse from Jeezy
                                                            I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
                                                            Get somebody from BMF to talk on this
                                                            Give this to a blood, let a crip walk on it
                                                            Fifty thou' to style on this
                                                            I just don't need nobody to smile on this
                                                            You niggas singing too much
                                                            Get back to rap you t-paining too much
                                                            I'm a multi-millionaire
                                                            So how is it I'm still the hardest here
                                                            I don't be in the project hallway talking about how I be in the project all day
                                                            That sound stupid to me
                                                            If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me
                                                            Nigga just get violent
                                                            This is death of autotune moment of silence
                                                            Lirik Lagu D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune) - JAY-Z LYRICS
                                                            Lirik Lagu JAY-Z - D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune) LYRICS

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