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Like you created one of your own, man (yeah, yo)

Yo, I'm fightin' to fuck your bitch
Washin' money through Bitcoin, dodgin' the glitch
Two maids,

Come in lets ride, chill by the tides, official vibes
Don't look surprised, you lit you fly, yo hips yo thighs
This truth or lies, I fantasize, but I

(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, I'ma kill that motherfucker type shit, know what I'm sayin'? For real
Haters and motivators (shit,

You are watching a master at work
Is this what you want?
Got your attention
Ask, are you watching closely?
Shapeless, like water 

Yeah
Yup
Yo ayo

Flow Joe

Fat Joe

Represent

1993

gettin' dough, just like Lucky Luciano
People always tell me, yo you're dope Joe
But I'm not a car, so I don't get gassed like Amoco
Never ate the paint,

Coldest in the city
Whole team on froze

If u know yo girl a hoe
Then u know we getting chose

It ain't yo coochie
Its just yo turn

When u simp ass niggas

On Tha Grind

Daz Dillinger

R.A.W.

2000

It's been a long time since you've heard from us
Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt
And now we back wit a little rhyme
We can't stop

Aye who them niggas over there looking all cfrazy man?!

Yo Polo What the fuck aye go pull over there man

aye aye skurt (gunfire)

Like John gotti I

Like I'm lyin' if ya know ya know when that line hit ya
Draw the line Mr. Get Out Of Line, you line skipper
You get lined quicker, I'm fittin' all you

5 star Rake it up
Where’s yo gotti
anything that try me
You know I that body
You know that I
BODY

real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
you 'bout to die thug!
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya residence
spill acid on the corpse to clear

ask me
Say "Yo! Everybody listen to you, everybody all ears, what you gonna do to give back?"
I told him "Look homie, I'm ten steps ahead of you, if

Yo what's up? This is hip hop manifesting
As the Blastmaster KRS-One
Bringing you 60 minutes of funk
With my man Funkmaster Flex so I say

Me never

jackin' 
With the drop-off point (yo what the deal nigga) 
You backed out, I fuckin WITNESSED it 
And have partners have to split shit with 
(Nah, pay

feat. Ty-N
[Intro: Killah Priest (Ty-N)]
Uh, yeah, uh uh, uh uh, yo (uhhhh uhhhhhhhh uhhhhh)
Uh uh, I miss you (Miss you)
To Marcus, uh uh, Kev

I'm getting sick and tired of your bullshit quit playing with my head
Don't you say some stupid shit that'll hurt and bring me death
Keep on lyin

shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby

driving you crazy you thinking it's lame
We link you my hoe so im capping for brain
You lyin too lady we one in the same
One in the same
If you want

Yuh aye yuh yuh
Smoking this dope im high as shit
Why these fake rappers all on my dick?
Slow down baby you making me sick
Bitch my whole fit made by

She say I got the big head Yo Gotti
Maybe because my paper tags came with no mileage
The same n****s broke swear I'm nobody
That n**** lame I fucked

wit it squirrel
Or go and walk on by

Asking for the recipe
You'll never taste my high
Perfect my juice? my sauce?
Already lost, stop tryin

Yo, you

You Won't See Me Tonight

Nas

I Am... The Autobiography

1999

what you gon' do if you catch me lyin

[Chorus One: Aaliyah + (Timbaland) + [Nas]]
You won't see me tonight [Yeah right] (Say what? Say what?)
You

youd ever tasted, 
Fuck it blaze it lets all get wasted.
Still a Ja-ca, you need to face it,
Mad cuz yo house costs as much as yo bracelet,
Never

like the love coming from the blocky

I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do