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Текст песни Fat Joe f Armageddon, Prospect and Remy - Loyalty

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[Intro - Fat Joe talking]Cool & Dre, uhTerror Squad motherfuckersThey`re all gonna laugh at ya, hahaThey`re all gonna laugh at yaYeah, (YO), uh, (oh God), hahaHaha (feedin you, feedin you)Yo (feedin you, feedin you)[Fat Joe]Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV artistThat means I own two joint ventures and two different labels, niggas that pay me homageBeen in this game for nine seasonsThat`s nine reasons why I`m expired the rhyme beefinYa`ll niggas is rappin ass backwardsI left twenty spots since beginnin this rap shitAll yo papi lo que pasa contigoMad cause I`m the only nigga reppin our peopleWhen I came in this game, no one wanted the jobAll of a sudden niggas actin like they wanna go hardSpittin venom `bout the Squad, try and shittin the GodThis ain`t no "Scarface" shit, blow up your kids in the carAnd since you wanna act like you livin a movieI`ll hit you with more shots than Bruce Lee got in a "Fist of Fury"Bitch niggas, nothin but snitch niggasToday you on my dick, tomorrow you on his niggaGot deported from the Squad, can`t afford another carWhere`s your house at? I heard your livin with your moms (livin with your moms)Blane nigga better stay in your placeKeep talkin, burst a flame in your face, motherfucker[Armageddon]Yo, yo, with this comparison the Geddy is GodCause even though you never seen me, I been put fear in your heartsAnd I`m smooth like a Mulo it themeSkip bullets of your Coogi beamBefore you knew you were seenYeah I`m nice and I don`t care if you knowCause all you really need to understand is how hard I`m rulin with JoeAnd the streets is no place for late bloomersJust gangsta niggas, snakes and bitches that meant to spread rumorsListen, I`m from the Bronx were the gun shoot rabidFront if you want, but don`t think we don`t shoot rapidsI`m what some might consider a ghostCause I move at night, plus I`m the type to play a live nigga closeI`m the ultimate, high consulted, rhyme vocalistI write dope, spit dust and shit cocoa bricksThis is what you dicks need to act-knowledgeOr get the shit smacked outta ya fat cabbageDon`t ask why we act violentWe just killas and thugsNiggas wit mad talent, that still dabble in drugsI only rap now to speak to the streetsThey say the Squad gotta feed `em the beefSo we gonna feed `em the beef[Prospect]My nine milly blaze, and hit hard like Willy MaysSince my kiddy days, grew up with thugs who were really crazedAin`t no silly games, right here be the truth150 proof, whoever, I`m talkin to youThey call me Prospect, I`m one in a milOne of the real, I rap but I still put a gun in your grillI`m the reason why I catch you when your car breezin by, with your Iceberg teamYou look when the light turns greenYour scared to death, don`t make me have to air at ya chestOr tear ya flesh, for actin like I carin whats leftAnyone can get it in a minute give it some time, I`m livin this rhymeLet my nine get in your spine, sit and reclineGet so mad, forget and rewindSo I can see what I did again and just slideTo the next level, hop on the bike and just pedalBustin at your best rebel, who runnin to test medalLet me get settled, lay my mom down in this gameFor niggas kinda refain, I push `em down in the trainBout it the same, my three cousins up in the BenzBig, G Psycho and E, ya`ll know what this is[Remy Martin]Yo, yo, It`s the T, E, a R a, a R a, O, R SquadSo you know I gotta be that bitch Remy MarWith Armageddon and your nigga Joe The GodTony Sunshine and motherfuckin ProspectStraight out the projectsA forest, where they kill for mils and they blast the steelBut I`m from murda murda Castle HillI got a big ass burner, but I`ll slash your grillYo don`t got no status, don`t want no staticThey knew you was loco toto, and I don`t no SpanishAll I know is how to cock back and aim for the cabbageAnd keep on bustin `til the bitch brain splatterAnd the kids won`t matter, when the crib`s on fireWhat you spit don`t matter, cause this bitch on fireAnd I won`t stop rockin `til I retireAny bitch disagree is a god damn liar

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