Lyrics:
Ah, yeah
Da Fat Gangsta
You gotta flow, Joe, you gotta flow, Joe
You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know, Joe
You gotta flow, Joe, you
Fucking around in a crap game
Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much
Bang out dope cuts
Standing
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh Terror Squad. (TS)
No Limit fam.
Uh TS. (TS)
Yeah yeah yeah uh.
NY to the NO.
Puttin it down like what.
Don
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
(Intro - Fat Joe talking)
Cool & Dre, uh
Terror Squad motherfuckers
They're all gonna laugh at ya, haha
They're all gonna laugh at ya
Yeah,
god somebody's doin a good job
Impersonatin him J-Hova spittin game from da range rover what da fuck is y'all
Doin in da third lane get over slow ya
spread out and shit, right?
Put a hanger on a fuckin' stove
And let that shit sit there for like a half hour
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow
Slay]
Yeah, DJ Kay Slay a.k.a. Slap ya favorite DJ
The black Fat Joe of the motherfuckin game
Terror Squad motherfuckers, y'all know what it is
spread out and shit, right?
Put a hanger on a fuckin' stove
And let that shit sit there for like a half hour
Take it off and stick it in your ass slow
The Chronic, slangin' fat ki's from my block
And it don't stop
Tell me where ya wanna go
To the strip
Or take a trip ballin' with the Row?
My shit off in ya
catch that nigga
Hanging out in a Tacoma he own one
Da game is to be sold not to be told
But ya'll knew that, back on
That gin and juice, true dat
Two
average flow
Coming like rah ooh-ah achie kah
Tell me how ya like it so far, baby paw
The poetry's in motion, coast to coastin'
Rub it on your skin like
your wake
Eliminate all the wrongs in your life
Don't you fall for them guys, like Pun says, it's all in the eyes
[Interlude + hook]
[Fat Joe
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
the badest thing
On the road
I can put you in the game
[Fat Joe:]
Now she lookin best ya'll
Cause ya boy's in a slump
I took her out of the jets
The top floor
we out on Ave.
Lookin' for a big fat ass to harass!
Is it you? Uh-huh, I see you lookin'
When we roll by, pussy still cookin'
Freaks get taken when
the deal
Niggas know that nigga Fat Joe is mad real
Check it, who wants to disrespect?
Iraq connect, I take your life in a sec
Fuck around, now you
the deal
Niggas know that nigga Fat Joe is mad real
Check it, who wants to disrespect?
Iraq connect, I take your life in a sec
Fuck around, now you
no reason young hustler in da streets bleedin'
Moms greivin' Joe you came up from all dat
Fuck dat you taught how to survive crack
[Chorus:]
My
I wake up and got four or five bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put four
tell
I never do bad to you
Cause Baby you got it
And you got me
I gotta thing for ya
[Fat Joe:]
A material girl
In a material world
Venus,
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