Lyrics:
is
Soon as we walk in the crib, let's get biz
TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ (oahkayyy!)
Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?)
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
Fat Joe, get breaded
My penitentiary family'll
reach 'fore you make a bet, when you gonna lay in a buck?
When you gon' bust these suckers upside
That's that boy Bird, rock 73rd
Letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard
Got that Lil Three, and that
Mans off that Botany
Got that boy Joe thinking
That's that boy Bird, rock 73rd
Letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard
Got that Lil Three, and that
Mans off that Botany
Got that boy Joe thinking
through real sexy, not skinny
Don't want no big fat bitch
Can't let that hoe ride with me on the switch
Gotta be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke
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
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
Speak on it man
Verse 1-Fat Joe
This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas
for all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters
money
They be startin' a GoFundMe to bury you
You ever sat through a burial
'cause ya man died?
And even though it's sad he just
Passed ya ass can't cry?
niggaz know the deal
Check it out, the fuckin' shit is real
Hey yo, it's real
[Chorus]
[Fat Joe]
Check it out
Let me let ya know why I made this
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
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,
[Incomprehensible]
Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
musical component
It's your man Fat Joe, oh, is that so?
You remember me from, "You know ya got to Flow"
One time for your mind off the top of a dome
love, think I'm buggin brother let me know now
[Fat Joe - overlapping Angie]
Yo.. yeah, uhh
Yo, yo..
What's his name, what's the color of his
on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh)
If I can't get no love then I can touch you
(Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me)
[Chorus]
I'd
ya man ain't gettin' money like me (no)
Bet your lil' bitch try fuck on me
Whole life on parole, can't talk to felons
Now tell that bitch up in
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
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
that's a bet
Melly Phillipe, I'm Antoni Patek
Grinding hard for this shit man you can't get a piece of mine
I swear all I wanted was a peace of mind
motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out
[Fat Joe]
Coka baby man you know I already had money
Definition
King Jaffe Joe, get ya tape decks ready
We guerilla breathin', Killa Season
Feel the evening, killin' season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
Maybach
Probably hold six in the back and three if ya fat
Probably hold more in the back if they sit on the lap
I gotta go and move to the party to see
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