boys know Ima hit the boulevard slow and tip toe with that boy Flemmin, yellow bone women got to come through real sexy, not skinny dont want no big fat
FJ560s It's many ways that we gon' get it Look how many years we don' did it Cop land and build a home in it That's all I ever wanted dreamed of Create
night? Here's the plan (Plan) We nab the man, bring a camcorder Grab his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter Nah chill, that's too ill, for real
*featuring Fat Joe, Trick Daddy [Chorus] I ain't really here to play no games, Girl You already know my name, Yeah Freaky deaky cause it ain't no thang
hug or goodbye kiss I mean touch me places that's private And he don't just touch he put summin inside it He says the more he does that, I'll start to
is real, I used to steal but now I own several businesses So where's your witness that you claim to have, sayin' that I'm takin' half Extortin' New York and not
on a little somethin' like this Big L, c'mon Lord Finesse, he be puttin' it on My man Buck wild, he be puttin' it on and on My man Fat Joe, he be puttin
is real I used to steal but now I own several businesses So where's your witness that you claim to have Sayin' that I'm takin' half, extortin' New York and not
-t-o-n killa) F-l-i-n-t don't wanna see another killer g (g's, these are motherfuckin killas) He's a killa off dayton avenue, he's quick to point that
given him a ki a week Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight The only nigga
girl's behind Damn! She's fine And she's always there when I call And she's always on time And while you all pray to god, Your lady's prayin to my shrine
Take PCP) He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghost She's
Rappers step to me like I'm a doormat Check the format, I pour raps It's not your average everyday hardcore act Actin' I'm like a mac 10, a Uzi and a
what I'm talkin about I know you will agree without a reasonable doubt Nothing's like a nice derriere Looks so good, it's just not fair Now let me tell
old folks and makin' a dash Come on! Come on! Their jackets tied, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease He robbed another
wanna run your mouth and have some anna your questions all ask about my baby Scandalous {Crunchy Black} there's no cries in my life there's no games
mad niggaz widdit Joe sinistr follows So y'all get my dick, until tomorrow Chorus: joe sinistr It's the second payback, payback part ii Yeah, it's the
You know where we evolve from, you know when the heart's pump Hustlin [Fat Joe - overlapping end of Chorus] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo See life a style, now it's