Lyrics:
man just because
I remember I was 13 got my Sidekick 3 jacked by crips not bloods
Don't matter where you at
Carson, Compton, Long Beach, shit name yo
lethal
Brick by brick is how we build higher than a steeple
The race is on are you in
This is our Fam, and you'll never ever find it's equal
The Fat
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
on the side of me
leap if you think sweet
shit's deep, infamously
now check the family
Prodigy, H-A-V-O-see, Ty Nitty, Godfather pt. 3, Gambino, Face,
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
white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key
Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever
to the end, go find out what we might see
Pass it to the next, call that shit one-two, three
(Is that Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted? Jay spotted?)
Yo
Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucker!
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in
at the door
If that's true then it's some shit I'd rather ignore
'Cause check it, whatever helps you get by
So when they hit me, I always reply
They
I can't change, I'm a Bad Boy forever
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Now we livin' up in Jersey
In the t.v. in the car got the game on starrin'
definition of step pops
My shit is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you can't spell "bars" without
Puttin' that "Ars" in it
Y'all niggas hear me?
Ha-ha-ha it's goin down like this ma-fucker!
Is the shit gone ever change, cause I be caught up in the middle of it,
Click my pistol, and then in
wrap shit
Was awesome i felt fat
Used the phone cautiously spoke to my little
Man DMC i I I, he said, "Da da"
Fucked up that I had to hear it for
a total of three
Times, I’m in some pain
Fat mexican fella rapes me and he came
In my ass, "How is this legal?" I ask
This is about as far from cute, like
sucked
Said he miss me so much
That's nice
Real cute
Truly
I'm touched
I ride it good
Give him lessons in driving like Ms. Puff
Fat pussy energy
These
and that's fat joe
Never tryna stunt this hoe telling me I'm mad dope
I Heard your little song that shit sounded like a bad joke
Let's Go
Drop that ass real
The nigga that I didn't know said he had some on the weed
And stoppin' by the crib so he can get up on some cheese
I've smelled shit in the game as soon
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
I can't change, I'm a Bad Boy forever
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Now we livin' up in Jersey
In the t.v. in the car got the game on starrin'
two little niggas with
Me with ski masks
They snort pile snow and shoot real fast
So if Joe fuck up it's Joe's black ass
If he try some funny shit like
[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
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
Fat Joe
They try to box me in I go everywhere that I can't go
This shit factual
This shit natural
This is spectacular I feel it coming like I'm with my
Got damn this shit is real
Pull up, hop out, fresh fade, my own J's
Niggas talkin' spring water
These niggas lookin' so thirsty uhh
White chokes Band'll
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