Lyrics:
Larceny.
I did it all, I put 'da pieces to da puzzle.
Just as long, I knew me and my peoplez was gonna' bubble.
Came out da gate on some Flow-Joe shit.
Fat
Joe" - Cut and scratched)
[Fat Joe]
Before we get started, let's talk about these coward-hearted MC's
That claim to be true O.G.'s and war specialists
and the shit do kick, word
I'm on the Cross Bronx with Fat Joe and my man
On the East side of town with a blunt in my hand
Soundview, Monroe, Castle Hill,
And say, "Hey we gotta rethink strategy here,
Y'all are doin too much killin!"
Genocide Joe, Genocide Joe
There'll be another child dead by the end of this
the shit - my record label is perfect
(Speedy you're a fool for this one)
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin jumpin jacks my
the Bronx Fat Joe!
Aiyyo I'm comin on de dance with de spliff of sensei
The name is Fat Joe and the crew is BDP
Ninety-three, was the year that I
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
The bitch real cute, the ass real fat
Hit it from the back, make her shit clap
Hit it from the back, make her shit clap
Hit it from the back, make her shit
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
lethal
Brick by brick is how we build higher than a steeple
The race is on are you in
This is our Fam, and you'll never ever find it's equal
The Fat
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
I know you relate
Whether you home base
Or go out of state
This shit is real
And you better recognize
When you see 'em
These niggaz kill
out of state
This shit is real
and you better recognize when you see 'em, these niggaz kill
A whole 'nother drug dealer keep 'em with steels
So be
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
at the door
If that's true then it's some shit I'd rather ignore
'Cause check it, whatever helps you get by
So when they hit me, I always reply
They
cash to live
You love her? Better scrap, for real
[Fat Joe]
Shut up your grill
You know we never fight
It's your world girl, set it off right
I'm
(let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)
Yo' love is
clubs, nigga (Lord)
Pandemic got niggas eatin' like Action Bronson
Thanksgiving, catchin' the corona like Magic Johnson (you did)
Is it real? Is it
of the stu for being sloppy
Joe$ya mane
Don't treat music like it's a hobby
Beat sales going crazy man they cop it like is molly
And the beats hit hard like
to Coke
We get money, money, you got nothin' from me
And if you get caught, nigga, don't mention Joe
I keep hearin' that Crack's the truth
Real niggas is
Yo, Yo What's good it's ya boy Joe Crack the Don
Aka Fat Joe, Aka We the business
Check this out, This is brand new, Top Floor
(That Nigga Jo' Goin'
I'm a bad boy yeah
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I know at times you feel stressed out
But I'm tryin' to set you up so later I can buy you up this guest house
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
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