Lyrics:
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
In his diamond-studded jaw.
And he never was much bothered
By the process of the law.
Well, I hired to Diamond Joe, boys,
I did offer him my
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
Verse
1. Being broke, is not funny, that's a hard life
2. Knock the hustle, by Jay-Z , change my life
3. He the reason I'm smart, make me think
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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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
But I don't wanna be a playa no more
I'm not a playa, I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Brock still down by law
Who's down to crush
The five and dime
Got Mexican Jumping Beans
And I bought some
And I liked them
And I bought some more
And I stole some
And I bought and stole
Even
He's lived here now for twenty five years, but the mayor he'll not be, nae.
I've always lived by the golden rule. I've always been a fair player. He's
[Chorus]
Nothing's gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Ay yo I walk the walk, talk the talk
New York
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'N' Mama said it was
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was
Written by Jean Frankfurter (Music)
And John Moering (Lyrics)
I was four and you were five
You said to me "You will be my wife"
Remember ?
What did
round trip tickets
Me and Joe Jitz about to hit 6 digits
Yo I'ma live it, you watch
Mix the hip-hop with the shooby dooby doo wop
Ollie in the who's hot,
High as the fuck off a 3.5, just rolled a backwood yea I just faced this hoe
She gotta man but she eyeing a nigga man fuck it I might just go take
high
Idle in the aisles cause I spend all of my time in Trader joe’s
Gotta go to Trader Joe’s the old bank on Atlantic Ave
Get my shopping done for
Every human out of my sight before I count to ten
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
I'm hungry like I never ate
Set a table up with knives,
time
Double Days
Double Days
No back and forth
No back and forth
Two six and loss
Two six and loss
Ye kor no sie
Ye kor no sa
Joe! Menye dull
Joe
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