Lyrics:
know a few
'There are 8 million stories' and they're all made up by you
That's a lie
Yo what else think when Rush, man
Gives you the biggest medallion
can't stop me
So all they do is threaten to pop me
But go and get your weapon and cock, G
See it's real here, I dun been up and down the block all week
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
made cool
We wrote the blueprint for the shit y'all niggas try to do
If I'm not outside, then I'm probably inside your boo
My team's official, you
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings
All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing
I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style
quill
Three rings on me like I'm all
No cap, know I never fall
Man, they say I'm gonna ball
Say this shit right here, my call
Lean
Big ol' booty, big key
stripe coat top press
Fast talkin' good looking flim flam jive
Why he's the kind o' cat that'll make a dead man cry
So look out for Killer Joe
Niggas got a tracking device on your car
They know where the fuck you
Been goin' all week
You left two birds at your grandma house
There's niggas ready
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
to the old
We live by the code
Do what you love in life
Unless it can get you runnin' from the po-po, woo!
Now that money ain't a thing like, woo!
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like . . .
Hey!
Down in joe's garage
We didn't have no dope or lsd
But a coupla quartsa beer
Pity the poor chick
Stars were peepin' low
An' man dud she have eyes for that Joe
'N Joe was jivin' with all of his lies
She felt he must o'meant
your head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they crack through
the Bible out here
It spirals out here, cars and kings too
That's the only thing this summer gon' bring you
I seen it all, man, they love it when I spit cane
your name?"
Well, out of all the things Aladdin tried
She said, "Listen, sucker, take a carpet ride"
Aladdin said, "I know what to do
I call on my
from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20
East west man you know how we do (how we do it)
Down south my niggas bout it and we bound to take it all from you
I'm from the streets of NY
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
Carole in a cage to let the tigers eat
So huddle up, Carole won't you take a knee
Next to the lion by the looks of it who wants you in its teeth
Feeding
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