Lyrics:
niggas
If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized that it's goin'
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
Rain and sunshine
Changin' by day by day
Black and it's white
I see the shade, the shade, the shade
Rain and sunshine
Changin' by day by day
Black
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
make it rain when the sun out (skrrt, skrrt)
All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout (skrrt, skrrt)
My word is the law, no cap in my bars (no)
Put
don't be soft swing your cue move you're fat Boulle (Moov) ba go bring your balls don't tell me you're scared (Moov)
Here we make the crowd shout here
of the game, that flood the state
In a stretch Phantom, with more Windows than Bill Gates
(Chorus)
(Nelly)
Uhh, uhh, Joey Crack!
(Fat Joe)
Yeah,
you're with me now
Hit me now
I'm back to the Snoop shit
LBC, east side, that's the movement
Gangster music, do it, do it, I do's it
I make it rain
64
Supersmash bros
Mario race
Carts of groceries
Every EBT
Night
Trying make it in time
Before shopping supplies
Is exhausted by other
Parents
What up though
It's Murs, 9th Wonder
Murs 3:16, the 9th Edition
Shut your fat mouth, and listen
[Verse 1]
Anticipation got the deck stacked
What up though
It's Murs, 9th Wonder
Murs 3:16, the 9th Edition
Shut your fat mouth, and listen
[Verse 1]
Anticipation got the deck stacked
watch me catch those
I’m bout to make it rain on these h**s like Wayne and Fat Joe
I swear to god she make it BOUNCE
The way she lookin make me wanna go
ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people,
it
You'd like me to bitch so why don't you fucking admit it
I forgot your name so I'ma call ya hoe
When I snap, you'll answer to your Uncle Joe
Bitch,
blue suit with the bow-tie
Yeah
I make it rain with dollars
Had you leanin' back till you popped your collar
Mo money (mo money), let's get it (let's
arms, bustin' guns with them
We're just thugs for life
Bustin' slugs for life
Forte', Brownsville, Gun tec unite
Fat Joe, BX you know the shit stay
passion, but got no job
So when you talk about living your passion
Them go yob you say, "Chale, make you dog"
When you make it, you can make it rain
Cats
on top of yours game as your confidence grows
Never take a short,give-up no slack
You can't make it with a monkey ridin' on your back
Got to get up to get
Sometimes it make we wonder
By the summer, fuck a Hummer
I ball a 'Burban
If niggas don't get it together
It's curtains
I'm certain, we all hurtin', all want
just made it, we gon be raging, throwing hands up to elevations
Gained 30 pounds, swim wear, don’t care
Bad hair, Old Joe money raining right here (“Fat
Japan they call me Godzilla
Up in Africa, King Kong gorilla
Don't make me, don't make me put this foot up your ass
(Don't do it)
Don't make me, don't
25/8 I a never let the bag go
Just beccuz u flexxxin on the Gram don't make you bad h**
Choppas make a n**** lean back Like he fat joe
Never had
tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
But
to make it more complex
Soul position in, sole possession of
Poll position, hold your breath and listen
While I resurrect these twenty-six letters
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