Lyrics:
[Joe Budden]
Whatever happened to that?
Joey! Yeah
Seems like I gotta buy a weed bag (so easily sidetracked!)
I think it mighta been next week
Mighta
[Movie Dialogue:]
This is where we fight
This is where they die
?????????? boys
[Fat Joe talking]
Just when you thought it was
Safe to turn
screamin', ?Joe, get back in the booth?
Yeah, I do it for them niggas that be huggin' the blocks
Those jack boys don't give a fuck dumpin' at cops
These
gone spray (Oh bow)
What
Slime got the pint sippin (Slime what it do)
I don't fuck with niggas life
Try faking me won't do oh
I remember back days after
Don't forget your fourty
And we gonna do it like this
I got, fat bags of skunk
I got, White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go
mentality.
So you're home by the phone, getting stoned all alone,
with your chatroom friends, your Korn and Ramones.
But the phone don't ring, and Joey just
autotheft
Got with a lil crew & now he not doing it by himself
One day timothy broke in a truck, quarter million bucks
What the fuck, crazy luck, now he think
niggas on the block going hard pumpin' diesel
However do you want it
Joe stay blunted
I gets off but the hoe stay on it
This is my castle but it ain't
and you know
It aint no doubt
Haters in my section
But ive learned to cut them off
Steady moving like a gangsta
Lean back Fat Joe I dont dance Bruh
All
some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my family
He gon face some
(VL Deck)
Army guns for niggas that think they want it
Beefin’ with the precinct
The opposition
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
bagging they don't want it
[Chorus: Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
[Outro: Ludacris]
Ludacris, Daddy T, Backdoor Joey, Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, DJ
of 419
Legendary
Do you know them
You should know them
Never forget, no, never forget the boys of 419
Man were unforgettable, some don't really get it
oppose it
But the people want it
Do you want to save the planet or not?
On his fifth day in the White House, the voters said to Joe
Medicare for all
the leeches I can handle
The bond is broke now, I believe it's gettin' trampled
Gotta pick up your pants, wear your creases like a man do
I really don't know
clockwork
(Ring, ring)
It’s shower time!
“Come on big boy, you’re all mine”
Ah, I cry! Fat Joe trying to rape me, not again
Would've thought he got enough
That's when it hurts
Yeah, oh, oh, yeah
That's when it hurts, ooh
You don't kiss me like you used to do
You don't miss me, darling
Darling,
I can feel it cutting the air yelling mayday
Bleeding through the era you can't stop us better make way
Cutting off the fat we coming chiseled we
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci
I don't wear no Timbo
I kick it any tempo
I'm lifted off the indo
I'm
didn't you know it was like that
I got a big fat gat for the dirty mack
Don't come to an O.G., with that 'he said she said'
Bitch, hit the freeway,
in they first video
YouTube don't lie, sort it like numbers
I been gettin' money for the past eight summers
Bought a Benz all cash, ho picked up
For my thugs for my thugs
I don't wanna be a player no more
I'm not a player I just crush a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe still down by law
Who's
baby
Now let me get into it and do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the jewish
Garbage man i'll be dumpin
And I eat beef but the cow eat
Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please
There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow
And mama said it was shame
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