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Fat Joe f Puff Daddy

Don Cartagena

273 3 часа назад

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Nobody said it would be easy, ha hah[Puff] What y`all wanna do hah? (2X)Nobody wanna handle it[Puff] AS WE PROCEED, TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED[Puff] What y`all wanna do hah? (2X)[Puff] NINE-EIGHT, IT`S THE GREAT[Puff] What y`all wanna do hah? (2X)Verse One: Fat JoeNow why the sad face, jealous for fellas that`s diamond lacedTryin to find a place to recline, shine my faceUnder the sun where it`s warm, runnin with Pun til I`m goneThat`s word is bond on my momsThat`s the squad motto, got beef we call RalloDame Un Trago, he go to war wit a bottleSimple as dat, flip out the mack and cripple a cat ("take that" 4X)Right through your back tissue with any pistol I pack (c`mon)Physical rap means we live the lyricsLong as niggaz fear us you could never entirely dissapear usWe the realest you ever gon` seeIn all honesty, ain`t another brother that`s hotter than meModesty`ll get nowhere, that`s why I go there (yeah, yeah)Like lettin you know where to buy the new Fat Joe gear (that`s right)Five sixty (five sixty) only the Squad ride with meUnless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Puff Diddy (eheheheh)It`s my city, and everything in itAin`t a thing rented (c`mon) it`s my Benz, if you see me in it (yeah)We invented floodin the watch, and runnin the spotsThat`s why, I`m not a player, I just crush a lotChorus: Puff DaddyWhat you thought, we ain`t run the streets?Now you can`t sleep ten deep, convoyin in the Benz jeepRollin deep with the Don-TanaI put the chrome in your cara, adios to manana(repeat 2X)Verse Two: Fat JoeYea, uh, yoYou better slide or catch this homicideAin`t no match for Joey Crack I`m blowin backs out the other sideBrothers died and mother`s cried at wakes, these are The BreaksKurtis Blow your head off like Jake (like Jake)So take heed and read between the lines, ain`t no cheatin minesPlayer haters never wanna see my shineUp in the Range or in the Lex CoupeRockin a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to Les Boo`sLess choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin kidsor livin mad sweet in lavish cribsFix marriages for my kids, six karats, I`m a whiz (mm, mmm)Exotic tokin parrots on my wristIt ain`t shit but for sex, money, and drugsTrue thugs with slugs and wrap bodies in rugsWhat the fuck, Joe Crack, twist your cap backLeave your heart rate flat, once Terror Squad attacks (yea yea yea)Chorus 2X(Puff Daddy talkin over chorus)Terror Squad, and Bad BoyJoey Crack, Big PunI see youCan`t sleep, ten deepYea, uh-huhAdios to mananaTerror Squad, what?Bad Boy, khanmean?Joey Crack, Big PunI see you, I see youC`mon, yea, yea, say what say what?Say what say what?Uh-huhI see you.. take that..Adios to manana!

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