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get in touch with Joe

[Fat Joe over "Joe" sample]
Definition of a Don, "Jealous Ones Still Envy" - CRACK!
Yeah, we sold 5 and we ridin, we still
get in touch with Joe

[Fat Joe over "Joe" sample]
Definition of a Don, "Jealous Ones Still Envy" - CRACK!
Yeah, we sold 5 and we ridin, we still
Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,
They were hanging Joe Bean.
Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?
Hang the son of a bitch anyways, right?
searchin' here and there
Lookin' for you everywhere
'Cause your love I want to share
 
Hey, does anybody know
How I can get in touch with Joe?
 
I will
around and lemme patty that
Got me saying man I'm trying to marry that

[Fat Joe]
Oh no! They did it again (who?!)
Rob and Joe they slip with ten
Mussolini tried it too
Now they're all suttin' around a fire and did you know
They're saving place for you

Now Joe you ought to get it clear
You can't
Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am 
"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" 

Now on the hip-hop tip, I'm no joke 
Get live at a jam, and leave a system broke when
with rain 
We never did allow no roots to grow beneath our feet 
Life just had no pattern for Gypsy Joe and me 
All we had was each other and the rags
Mussolini tried it too
Now they're all sittin' around a fire and did you know something?
They're saving a place for you

Now Joe you ought to get it clear
Mussolini tried it too
Now they're all sittin' around a fire and did you know something?
They're saving a place for you

Now Joe you ought to get it clear
and the snow did fall and the night was cold and still
And the rags we wore were not enough and Joe he caught the chill
He told me how he loved me and in my arms
makers always plottin mono
Together we gettin dough, just like Lucky Luciano
People always tell me, yo you're dope Joe
But I'm not a car, so I don't get
Fat Joe] 
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now 
And that G4 can fly through any weather now 
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some
Speak on it man 

Verse 1-Fat Joe 

This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas 

for all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, unh, yo, unh 
Here goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out f***in dudes
niggas rollin those, fontos and hydros
You know how that goes, DE's light it up though
We stay smokin it, tone-locin it, 
me and Fat Joe still provoking
[Intro - Fat Joe talking]
Cool & Dre, uh
Terror Squad motherfuckers
They're all gonna laugh at ya, haha
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Yeah,
no! I don't give a fuck, no!
Sex, money, murder, we call this the hit 'em up flow
Barely fifteen, copped my first triple bean
Tryna get wit Fat Cat
Fat Joe]
What you think gangstas don't cry get hurt by lies
Times you embarrassed me I swallowed my pride
I'm tired of telling you I got nothing
[Featuring Noreaga] 

intro: [police sirens] 

[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking] 

[Fat Joe] 

Yo  yo  one's for the cash  two's for my facilty
where I hang
To get where I'm going to
Stay where I stay
Blaze who I blazed
Pay dues how I payed
To get where I'm going to
[Fat Joe]
Uh, yo,
Slang where I hang
To get where I'm going to
Stay where I stay
Blaze who I blazed
Pay dues how I payed
To get where I'm going to

[Fat Joe]
Uh,
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder


(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
of the tri borough 

So what we gonna do right here son 

Aiyyo matter fact son  I'm tired of these niggaz man! 

Word up! 



[Fat Joe] 

Hey yo
Fat Joe]
Now we livin' betta' now, 
Gucci sweata' now.
And 'dat G4 could fly through,
Any weatha' now.
See, niggaz get tight,
When you wurf' some