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Текст песни Fat Joe - King of N.Y.

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[Saya]An` bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an` test now!Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga don`t give a fuck!Watta feel like? Don`t know how to kill?[Khalid] Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!![Saya] What is it Khalid, what is it?[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned The King of New York, the Don Cartagena Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader!(Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!)[Fat Joe]The fuck?! What?!Yeah, mind on my money; money on my mindNigga mind on my money; money on my mindAiyyo, who can test I, the true King of N.Y.Well ever since Big Boy died from Bed-StuyI`ve been, controllin the street, holdin the heatShit I only want what`s stolen from me (Nah you ain`t fuckin wit us)Rollin with me, could only get you fast cars andFuck mad bitches and, dine amongst the stars,but we gettin mad chave in the life we liveMTV`s comin over just to feel my "Crib"Man fuck them other kids! That`s how I feelI thought I said it all in "He`s Not Real"But you beggin me to kill, must want ya brain spilledI tryna keep cool but it`s hard to tame stillShit`s still real man you never shoulda bought itMust feel ill to see your boss get extortedSpecialize in audits and makin hot tapesThis rap shit don`t cut it then it`s back to flippin weightMan I`m feelin great (Whoo!) Pushin mad unitsHustlin is the key to success but could you do itI been layin it down, the spray and the townIt`s about time the rightful owner claimed his crown[Chorus: Buju Banton + Fat Joe][BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?! As Big Pun`s knowin you`ll be givin a shit![FJ] Not a damn soul! I let you know from the get go! Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold![BB] Who the fuck you know be fuckin with this?! As Big Pun`s knowin you`ll be givin a shit![FJ] Not any squad or clique can squab with this! Shit I`m O.G. nigga y`all know how this is![Fat Joe]Hey yo, it`s all over, I want a piece of the pieNigga hand it over or all your seeds gon` dieAnd it don`t take much for me to kidnap a DJOr clap at ya truck while you ridin through the freewayShit is mad ea-say to wet you upBetta, watch yo` bitch and who`s dick she suckedShe gon`, set you up, I been to the cribI don`t know why you surprised bitches love the kidI`m more realer than the way you actA born killer quick to wave the mackAnd all you niggaz gotta face the factI pop shit cuz you can`t stop meMore rich cuz they can`t rob meI plant clips at ya fam`s lobbyJoe the Don and you been warnedBut niggaz never wanna listen till they kin`s goneNow you wanna get it on cuz ya dollars stackNow how you plan to holla back with a hollow back?Joey Crack and I be the truthDon`t believe that`s the streets till proofAsk the deez how my Eagle blewBetchu sayin, "Damn, what we did to duke?!"Better gather them young`ns and hope you make it through[Chorus] 2xThe Don is the King of New York..The Don is the King of New York...

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