Lyrics:
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When I step in the jam all eyes are on me
Sold out crowds, with curiosity
Everybody wants to know, could the man still flip it?
before till Wu-Syndicate lock shit
How you stoppin, mega popular, modern mobster
Joe Mafia, Jay got me in bicolulars
{Myalansky}
Yo snatch run, shoot out,
(woo-woo, woo-woo)
I don't go Navaho
Come and let me know
Are you all reet? (yes, we're all reet)
(Are you ready, Joe?) yes, I'm ready, old man
(Jumpin'
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
back on track
I got a four in a sack tell me where them hoes at
[Chorus - 3x]
[E.S.G.]
7-1 Tre that's my area code
We sipping serve, flipping birds
me in the eye, he'll hit me 'till I cry, he's trying to get inside my door
But don't pay no mind to Joe, 'cause Joey don't treat me good no more
that joe-shmo, to hop-off; pogo
Ho's tell me I'm a pro
But I knoe doe
Bro's wanna hear a flow
Cause they knoe doe
Oh, kid talkin' shit on the low-low?
V O
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
(I'm a man) I'm a boy
(I'm a man) Well, I'm your mother
(I'm a man) I'm a one night
meint
Joe Cocker kann jetzt rappen
Dieser Weg hinauf zur Skyline
Heißt kämpfen und Schweiß
Über diesen Wolken wird die
Freiheit Grenzenlos sein
you don't understand
You don't wanna be in my shoes
It took him leavin' me
Before I ever knew
That he ain't your regular joe you know?
And I'm
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
she may be
She may search this whole wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
When I die please bury me in my high top Stetson hat
Put
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old
disappear like Jimmy (Where is he)
The glock cocker
Hold hopper
Show stopper
Watch your mouth, Watch your mouth
I put you in a freak in a billiard
independent ladies, yeah, they make a lotta doe
So they get nothin' but love and respect from Fat Joe
I remember when I stepped in the game, yo
Army fatigue
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
of the friends that you've got
Oh no, oh no
I said don't call me sir
Just call me Joe
Don't call me lady
Just call me Joe
Don't call me mister
Oh, just
I want a go I'm a free man here.
I'm an American boy.
Drive me a chevy ain't got no Peugeot.
My older brother was a gi-joe.
Red white and blue
i'ma pop and kill ya
Joe Buddens:
It's Joe Buddens, in the streets they call me glocks fa hire/ before i was
jump off i was Oxes supplier
Y'all passin
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