Lyrics:
You know we don't drop hits, uh uh
We drop classics nigga, uh huh
Cash money, c'mon, get at me nigga
Nigga thuggin' is in my blood and my genes
We just tryna catch a good time (hey, yaah mon)
Even if it takes all night (Niko)
Pass that bottle 'round the campfire (do it, Joe)
Sippin' apple
Draw down with that Tec and bleed
I'm rockin' v-neck with V's (VVS's)
I pull up with a bitch and let her rip it real rapid
We live by the codes
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap
Way before rap snacks and mumble rap , it was fronting and flexing , we ain’t say cap , ever seen Narcan bring a J back ,round da same time, fat joe
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions
and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said, "Nigga fuck the underground, you need to win a Grammy
For your mama and your family, they need to see you shined
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap
Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road
Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio
And the night so young as we are right now
Sittin' frozen in time
of those who thuggin' it
They want to lock us up 'cause they kids are lovin' it
Not knowin' that most rappers are straight-
The- ring out, whenever we
of those who thuggin' it
They want to lock us up 'cause they kids are lovin' it
Not knowin' that most rappers are straight-
The- ring out, whenever we
Thinkin why my clicque
Gotta go and die like this
No duckin
No fearin nothin
Hearin nothin stayin rich but buggin
We call that thuggin
But dont be
It's about time that we take this back BIG NO and FAT K how we make those tracks get the whole Club packed Bout to make those stacks lay it down flat
Fat Joe I don't dance Bruh
All about that action
We don't say much
We don't play that
Ama Pull up with Squad
You gon really know whats up
When we all
until after he leave
Been selling packs it was all we believed
If it didn't look right send it back to Belize
Got to re-up hit a lame with the remix
Want
And you'll be a man for yourself, Joe
Joe, you had a dream
So I had a dream
So we can bury the dream
I'm too uncomfortable, like I keep hella rocks
shit back it up hoe
Fat ass on a bitch smack it up whoa!
Get ya crew call ya man it's a go hoe
Pull up in the whip all rojo
I'm with the crew and we all
a Porsche with only two doors,
need to upgrade cause you missin some
We just got two different bills, different styles, different sums
Started as a drive-by
calling me an asshole
But this the remix go and hashtag rap goals
Everywhere we go to
All the OG’s riding with the whole crew
Move around how we supposed
But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!
Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared
Yo, on our side we do our thing, play the cut
Let the phone ring, Pete Rock connect team
From M-V to L-C, my thugs straight thuggin' it
Snatchin'
Hey, check it
What we have here
Is another one
The remix (ladies and gentleman)
Orchestrated
(You don't have to worry)
By the Puff Daddy
Keep the women with me, shit I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday, like we won the fuckin' Super Bowl
Chillin' wit my nigga Mack, he keep
I'm up, throwing money, Fat Joe, make it rain
Got a dubby in my hand, West side what I claim
Yeah, we tote Glocks, hoe stop, before you get your dome
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