Lyrics:
[Featuring Noreaga]
intro: [police sirens]
[Noreaga and Fat Joe talking]
[Fat Joe]
Yo yo one's for the cash two's for my facilty
sendin emcees up shit's creek
So don't sleep, cause I creep, on New York streets
Like I'm a big fat dick, wack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga
Well it's Friday night I'm in a club with a crew just maxing
Cuties and booties and yo I'm ready for action
Cause Fat Joe doesn't go
So don't sleep, cause I creep, on New York streets
like I'm a big fat dick, wack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga that'll kidnap yo'
"Now I'm on my way to the big city
I'm goin' to New York"
40-Year-Old Version (the Mecca)
Yo, the Bronx, it's on you
It's Harlem, what!
Let
Mississippi A-Town y'all niggaz wit me
They talk funny but them boys makin' money in New York City
Took some trips up to Houston be all the D-Town bootin'
Greg
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
makin' money in New York City
Took some trips up to Houston be all the D-Town bootin'
Greg Street whats happenin' to they love that Gangsta Musik
If
New York's Finest
Dj slash MC, competition envy
Cause I bounce in each and every Benzy
Check me with Frankie Cutlass
Uh, Boriquas on da set,
New York's Finest
Dj slash MC, competition envy
Cause I bounce in each and every Benzy
Check me with Frankie Cutlass
Uh, Boriquas on da set,
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
that night New York felt
Niggas boo'd Cam'ron for a minute then caught theyselves
Like hold up, put some respect on my nigga name (Killa)
It was dope
Crack got this new joint coming out
Yo Joey tell 'em what the name of this joint is
(Fat Joe)
This is for the hoes and bitches
(Kid Capri)
[Chorus]
Nothing's gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Ay yo I walk the walk, talk the talk
New York
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
Coka
I'm eatin'
I'm eatin'
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
I say right about now New York City, aw
Hoe
So don't sleep, cause I creep, on New York streets
like I'm a big fat dick, wack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga that'll kidnap yo'
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
Money make the world go round [Repeat: x 3]
New York, money make the world go round
L.A., money make the world go round
Midwest, money make
right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now
[ chorus ]
[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror
[Fat Joe]
Now I'm sixteen and there's a brand new scene
I'm makin' mad loot, gettin' paid off the dope fiends (word)
Keep the shit in check, in order
straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in New York keep thuggin'
All the rest of you bustas die slow!
Verse Two:
up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people
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