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Fat Joe - Da Gangsta
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Grand Puba! (Ho!) Diamond D! (Ho!) Fat
Joe! (Ho!) It's time to get the dough!
Grand Puba! (Ho!) Diamond D! (Ho!) Fat
Joe! (Ho!) It's time to get the dough!
Boom bip, damn, here I am
Even fans in Japan be telling me I'm the man
Fat Joe, AKA the woman fucker
Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my Chucker
So niggas back up, yo, I'ma set it
Fucking with me, you won't live to regret it
I don't fake moves, I break for keeps
I'm taking niggas gold chains, their cash and their jeeps
See, I don't give a fuck about a nigga's rep
We could go Glock for Glock or tec for tec
Shit, I heard a motherfucker went and turned snitch
I chopped the nigga's head off and sent it to his fucking bitch
I ain't letting a nigga take the stand
Play Sammy the Bull, be one dead man
See, suckers can't hang with the slang
And if they bring the whole gang
Well then they'll all catch a bang-bang
I come from the Bronx and not the Boogie Down
Niggas don't ever come in front in my part of town
See, everybody knows my pedigree
There ain't another motherfucker that's better than me
I could make a buck, I could make 'em jump
But I'm mostly known for giving other niggas lumps
So niggas better chill and maintain
I'm blowing motherfuckers out the frame
And if a nigga try to flex
Fuck around and catch a motherfucking suplex
I'll wet a motherfucker like a shower
Don't test the Puerto Rican power
Fat Joe in the year of '93
Beat the Grand Pu and my man Diamond D
So punch your butt to get beat down
Yeah, but for now, watch the sound
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Check it, yo, Fat Joe, it's time to fucking flow
Niggas know the game, it's time to blow
The bitch-ass niggas out the frame
Guess who comes to represent?
If you motherfuckers don't know, well, here's a hint
It's the God and I still bag chicks
Make the girls feel happy like a faggot with a bag of dicks
So come on, 'cause I'm coming for the basket
Say goodbye to your friends and start heading for the casket
So doogie with the daiquiris
And light the chocolate that you got from
Willy Wonka in the chocolate factory
Let's squeeze a trigger for the niggas
See, I flip to the low 'cause I'm through with the Hilfiger
'Cause I flips the flavor, Louis good for a buck or two
You couldn't see this no matter what the fuck you do
I smash that ass like a block of hash
Then I rob you for your cash, you little bitch-ass
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Niggas know the flav', I don't have to take a step
I earned my respect and quiet is kept, yeah
Guard your grill if you tryna catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck and take your youth court check
I make more dough than Gregory Peck
Never have to raise a fist, I keep my stunts in check
I play a nigga out like a Las Vegas dealer
Living in the light just like Caron Wheeler
So back up and take a good look, because you should look
At what a good cook can do without a fucking cookbook
I don't sniff coke and I don't smoke Kool-Aid
Even Italians say I'm one cool mooly
But niggas call me Jo Jo
I'm quick to stick a chick 'cause I kick the Willie Bobo
On the Northside, on the Southside, on the Westside
You can't budge me, nigga, even the best tryna pull a fast one
But you know what happened to the last one? (What?)
He got his motherfucking ass done (Yeah)
So step up front, I'm not a bitch-ass chump
Chicks by the cliques 'cause my pockets got the mumps
See, I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
Don't try to play yourself, 'cause you'll be stuck with
A motherfucking ice pick right through the cheek
I'm leaving crab niggas laying in the street
I won't 'fess, walk around with a vest
Knocking niggas off, 'cause I could care less
You want a fair one? Forget it
And your girlfriend, yo, I let my man hit it
So save the bluff, we know you ain't tough (Yeah)
I pull your card 'cause you're soft like fluff, kid
I never ever did a bid
I punch a nigga down the road named Skid
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
Watch de sound when I tim-berrrrr
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