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Текст песни Fat Joe - Jealousy

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Текст песни Fat Joe - Jealousy




[1st Verse]Nigga every time you see manYou know you want to be meAin't you can't deny the fact that this fat niggaz flyWent from Sergio to KennyTo moving them Lamborghini'sGot you sick to your stomachNow you ask yourself why( )Nigga, Crack was the firstYou seem em in red monkeysAnd I bet you didn't k now that they came in my sizeNow its highly controversial if you find me in commercialAnd you know that G five's the only way that we flyNow I'm feeling like Pharrell and SnoopThe world beautifulBrazilian, Columbian chicksYou know the usualThem niggaz over there please send them some bottlesCause they lookin' like some hatersI don't really need the problemsCause these niggaz hereWe love to give ketchupWe bloody up the whole damn roomIf you let usAnd I ain't tryin' to stealI'm just tryin' to chillAnd like up this Kush with this hundred dollar billNigga[Chorus]JealousyNigga, You's a grown manWhy you get so jealousWhy you take the standJealousyWhy you mad at my bitchCause she wear fly shitAnd she push nice whipsJealousyI don't owe you manI don't know you manI never sold you manJealousyJealousyJealousy[2nd Verse]All these niggaz jealousPlease don't be madDon't talk to them boysBring up my pastDon't tell em bout the Macks that I stashed in the grassAnd that ten mill terror squadStart up cashI'm a law abiding citizenI barely smoke blunts, nowWe into real estateWe fuckin with Donald Trump nowWhen you know whoTold them boys whatI been rappin for years all of a sudden I'm hotCause the only time you see me is probably when I'm on TVSmokin the cohiba on the deck of my yachtNigga you could never be me, though I make it seem easyOnly Nigga from the BronxThough Miami's my blockNow you got us fucked upNigga we don't ratWe don't talk to them boy'sAll we do it clapAll we do is spill CrysGot that on tapLook at all the shit I accomplishedNot bad for Crack[Chorus][3rd Verse]I'm feeling like Christ at the tabernacleStones are thrown at meRecord labels is hidingNigga's disowning JoeyAnd still I throw rocks at tanksThe poor peoples champGo against locks with shanksYeah I walk the middle of the streets with no body guardsStick up kid salute the hard body godMy jail niggaz they love this shitYeah they sharpen up they shanks while they bumpin' this shitAnd my niggaz on the tableYeah they listen to thisLittle CocaLittle sodaYeah they whipping up shitAnd I know it sounds eerie but my niggaz better hear meIf you speaking on the phones it wont be secret to the juryThey hit you wit that RicoI'm not meaning PRI'm talking full scale riotsWhole lot of triageAnd I know you not scared but please be cautiousCause these jealous ass niggaz could be walking amongst us[Chorus]To my jail niggazTo your street memoriesI know you can hear me nowFor the record we love youWe miss you




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