Yeah, now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, A.K.A. Da Fat Gangsta I'm no joke and I'm far
touch you (My tech, my mack) 'Stead I'd rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that) Dedicated to my homeboy Pac Love daddy, Facemob in the house Fat Joe
, tomorrow you on his nigga Got deported from the Squad, can't afford another car Where's your house at? I heard you're livin' with your moms (Livin'
all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter than me Modesty'll get nowhere, that's why I go there Like lettin' you know where to buy the new Fat Joe
in here Uh, terror squad, now and forever Top of the world, tun, yeah, uh, yeah, uh They call me Joey Crack, my name'll never be forgotten Livin' in
I fill 'em like cream. Crack a boss man, livin a nigga dream. Jacuzzi so large I can feel like 18. Hey! Is that he swimmin to Joe? Every weekend if
than they think Fuck around and get them clothes rentin' Many believe Fat Joe will be the cause of Armageddon You gotta flow Joe, all these niggaz know
see this niggas. (Nope.) East coast, west coast. (It's all the same.) Joey Crack, Big Pun, Mack 10. (Speak on it, Joe.) Haha, niggas what! [Fat Joe
Fat Joe: Put the fuckin' mic on Mic is on Joe Crack the Don uh Yeah, Yeah, Y'All Irv Gotti Ashanti: What's love? Fat Joe: Ashanti, Terror
is realer than you think, you niggaz must be slow (Say word) Word, you best to act like you know It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe (Say word) Word
D we been appointed I'm ever so clever you never touch the anointed I'm born again, I got a friend the Lord I rearrange But other than that I'm livin' fat
how ya livin in ninety-three cause we be three little indians, sleepin in a teepee an' keepin up a funky fat philosophy cause we be re-arrangin, changin
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme Meetin greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe Fat
[Fat Joe] I don't give a fuck about you duke The truth is you be talkin shit with no proof Still pussy after all that loot Smack you right in front of
Put the fuckin' mic on Mic is on Joe Crack the Don, uh Yeah yeah, y'all Irv Gotti What's luv? Ashanti, Terror, Terror Squad It should be about us Be
'83, before cable TV When these so called thug niggas played in the street I used to hear the stories Live niggas here before me Like the Rich Porters, the Fat
in '83, before cable tv When these so called thug niggas played in the street I used to hear the stories Live niggas here before me Like the rich porters, the fat
bowties. [fat joe] suprised [ja rule] why [both] ooooo weeee [ja rule] loki [fat joe] coca [ja rule] the game is [fat joe] ova [ja rule] niggas get ya swagger [fat joe