Lyrics:
The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines/
and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains/
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase/
at the time I just dealt
Celtic Nation a full house aces over kings
Forget about the log jams we had on the wings
Forget about how the fat lady would sing
By
When I'm getting high
If you aint fam then
Don't you call me
I'm just getting by
And its okay if
You don't check on me
When I'm getting high
If you
how we be
Yo pass the bong
It's the return of the king like the lord of the rings
I'm back in this bitch and I'm doing my thing
The Joe and B. Crowe
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
And came back with a little bit more
All right, this features Joe DeLorenza
His wife is tired, she wants to sleep
But all that Morgan Davis wants is Cream
out, grab a white bitch by her titties
Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology
You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology
Quick wit the pistol,
more tricks than a Hunts Point ho
Search for beats with my man called Show
Then I shoot the gift with my man Fat Joe
I put hits together just like
M.O.P., kept it hardcore, from Onyx to DMX
Now it's on Soundscan sells and BDS
When the Fat Boys, to Big Punisher and Fat Joe
EPMD, to me was, the best
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
to copy but they just can't sketch it
Some try to follow but they just can't catch it
With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat
Huh, I'm livin fat, me fall
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I
wit' it grab your friends, follow Joe and me
'cause it's on, it's on
Went in and got the Cris' and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on
Now mami, let's
On śmieje się szyderczo jak Fat Joe
Najbardziej z tych co walczą z nim
Ja ciągle walczę ty i w walce ciągle gardzę nim
Zamykam drzwi i szukam lepszych dni
sam wiesz
Trzech fajdżerów Fat Joe Lord Finez KRS One
Wszystko to złapałem sam
Mało CD dużo szumu czasy imprez i ów cudów
Lawcach nowi slow do
The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines/
and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains/
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase/
the true and certified who resided pimpin' back
Fat Joe is good coke and the crack in the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But I pack is the best
So when
that are gritty
Fat Joe told you that the jealous ones envy
And the hungry ones be plottin in the cut by the plenty
In my close the thirty years, I have
watch me catch those
I’m bout to make it rain on these h**s like Wayne and Fat Joe
I swear to god she make it BOUNCE
The way she lookin make me wanna go
(Chorus)
These woods we goin in'em deeper-
We got whisky and premo reefer-
Bond fire by the speakers-
Bettys everywhere gone and meet'em-
So
back shit
Don't skip the sweet
It's really the one you can tell by the hair
That's really the slang you can tell by the mask
Front line one way switches
ani kdyby vás bylo 5
Je nebojím se když vidím krev
Je nemám strach když slyším tvůj Řev
Byl jsem jak Joe FAT
Teď jsem zpět vidíš mě v okně
Báby kolem
the certified
Scientific head
Fat Joe is cook coke
Jules is crack and the flesh
Young Jeezy the snow man
But our pack is the best
So when you see the 8
side lift your hands and let me hear you dash
Bring up the sound and let it rise
Because this big fat jam will take you by surprise
It's just another
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