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[Intro - Fat Joe]
Owwwu!
Yeah! My niggaz! Uh-huh!
Throw ya hands in 'da air right now, man!
Feel 'dis shit right here!
Scott Storch nigga!
Yeah
sensitivity
The name is Fat Joe, the label's Relativity, huh
I chop a rapper like a meat cleaver
I'm burnin hot, people think I have a fever, check it
If niggaz
Nigga's will ift you off your feet wit the Can-yan
Three in the chest and one in the part
For disrespect you, get left right in front of ya moms
Joe is
Nigga's will ift you off your feet wit the Can-yan
Three in the chest and one in the part
For disrespect you, get left right in front of ya moms
Joe is
Nigga's will ift you off your feet wit the Can-yan
Three in the chest and one in the part
For disrespect you, get left right in front of ya moms
Joe is
lace it
Spit it amazin when i'm layin the mack game
I could, put 'em in chains and give 'em blings and cashy rings
Like delicious, thug passionate
as your dip is official, if we're twistin you lace it
Spit it amazin when I'm layin the mack game
I could, put 'em in chains and give 'em blings and cashy
[Fat Joe] 
One, not two or three 
Spend the rest of our lives what's it gonna be 
I remember when you first moved in with me 
And your moms and your
[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 reason young hustler in da streets bleedin'
Moms greivin' Joe you came up from all dat 
Fuck dat you taught how to survive crack

[Chorus:]
My
Nigga's will ift you off your feet wit the Can-yan
Three in the chest and one in the part
For disrespect you, get left right in front of ya moms
Joe is
[Intro: Fat Joe] 
Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz 
Throw your hands in the air right now man 
Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga 
Yeah
nigga started this shit

[Chorus]

Be careful what you ask for, Joe got bagged
He got knocked by the feds for some things in his past
Now he rattin'
featuring Big Punisher  Fat Joe 



[Fat Joe talking] (Mack 10) 

Yeah  Terror Squad motherfucker! 

(And the Hoo Bangin affiliates.) Uh huh.
straight go getta
And when I tell you we da best, it's no lie.
We Live, it's televised
And if you feel me, put your hands in the sky
Let's make a oath
[Fat Joe] 
One, not two or three 
Spend the rest of our lives what's it gonna be 
I remember when you first moved in with me 
And your moms and your
tell
I never do bad to you
Cause Baby you got it
And you got me
I gotta thing for ya

[Fat Joe:]
A material girl
In a material world
Venus,
god somebody's doin a good job
Impersonatin him J-Hova spittin game from da range rover what da fuck is y'all
Doin in da third lane get over slow ya
motherfuckers 



Hook 

"Mic check Boriquas on the set" 

"Yeah you ain't got no ends in mi casa"-Method Man from 'Method Man' 

(x4) 



Fat Joe
it up
Slam dunk da funk 
A put it up
If ya got that feelin
Slam dunk da funk
A put it up
A put it up

By now you want to know
What hits you
Fucking around in a crap game 
Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game 
And I don't hang out as much 
Bang out dope cuts 
Standing
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
featuring Big Punisher  Fat Joe 



[Fat Joe talking] (Mack 10) 

Yeah  Terror Squad motherfucker! 

(And the Hoo Bangin affiliates.) Uh huh.
to play no games, Girl
You already know my name, Yeah
Freaky deaky cause it ain't no thing, Yeah

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Ain't no tellin' what a bitch will
yaknow?)
See what it's like to walk in my shoes
It ain't all fun and games (ya heard?)
Yo yo
I'm sick and tired of stressin, every days a different