Lyrics:
bids heroin dreams
And wild schemes my heads deep
Fat Joe:
Who gives a fuck about the opposition?
My position is far from fiction
in me
Started cooking up shit with no recipe
Now we booking up gigs, rest is history
Used to roam the streets with
The sun kissing me
They say I’m good
that joe-shmo, to hop-off; pogo
Ho's tell me I'm a pro
But I knoe doe
Bro's wanna hear a flow
Cause they knoe doe
Oh, kid talkin' shit on the low-low?
the verse is ready
Not a how do I feel, not a how do I deal
If that's life, then nigga, how is it real?
These last couple of days I've been speaking to my
flirtin' with shawty, her gluteus fat
She come to my home, I give her the pat
We lyin' in bed, she wanna be fed
We crackin' the crabs like I'm Joe in
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
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
took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him
pray for x zibit
I pray for nas
I pray for wayne
I pray fat joe
I wanna make you move
Where is this real Niggas
I pray ice cube, nwa
50cent g unit, was
Uh, uh man, hey, good kush, this kush is perfect
I'm really smokin', DJ Speedy try it perfect, really perfect
So I say we perfect, oh what a shit
took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
By the way (hey), what he say? (Hey)
He can tell I ain't missing no meals (hey)
Come through and fuck him
to Joe hello
Hey this is the crack house
Welcome to the crack house
Mean I'm talkin' more pies than a frat house
This is a problem this is not music
And Batina's heart is gained, everything is sweet wouldn't change
Thats cause were the Family
Bettina hated Rick Ashley
Joe and Boris snowboarding real snazzy
remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix,
[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
All these n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff
Pocket fat, getting full more
Hoe in a tie, Hoe and a liar
Son do conspire
Billion of dollar from Mao China
Funny, you don't speak that loud now
Is you
dinero
Like Joe Pesci, Hov' is so deadly
In the middle of the ocean, racin on jet skits (*PYOOM!*)
Get your mind right or get it on your left sleeve
is so floetry, it's so magnetic
Hahahaha, aowwwwwww, Al. B Sure attracts the ladies
Seriously, uh, yo - aowwwwww
[Fat Joe]
I don't usually do this,
shit
Yea, hell yea, uh brought to you by the realest motherfuckers in this game
The infamous terror squad, yea, real niggas, real dons
Real G's
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city
like you, got real meaning
I'm like the low-ridas, I like the oldies
You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey
You's a phony, I heard
the count, everybody
When I drop fat styles that ain't your simple blahzay blah
Lodi Dodi average Joe Simpleton with a average flow
Have to go after you
Yeah, now in ninety-three
Everybody knows the flav
Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah
You know my style
Fat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta
I'm no joke,
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'
at the haters
Check the data
Couple goals
Will & Jada
The end is tangled
When the shit
Hits the papers
Busta vs Michael Myers
1st verse
Dear God
I wonder can
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