Now jump up, let?s get krazy I said, ?Damn! That?s krazy!? Kanye no style, J Lo no ass 50 no beef, Jay-Z no cash Diddy no Biggie, Fat Joe no Pun Lil
shoot I'll tell ya I's on that blow Prophet Posse with me hoe or with Tear da Club up Thugs weapons like a GI Joe walk up to the sissy nigga where nothing
who can rap It's about when the ruger clap, is rufus back I see what you thinkin, you want me to die, is that so? Now you left leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe
who can rap It's about when the ?? clap, is rufus back I see what you thinkin, you want me to die, is that so? Now you left leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe
-mil Magucci leather got me shoe crazy Quarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops, baby And if I'm wearin? my chain it's 380 Like Fat Joe, nigga, you crazy?
hostile fellow, he murders while remainin mellow but most of the niggaz on his team was yellow Cold blooded veins flowin with red Jell-o There's Joe Adonis, had mad dramas
said Damn thats KRAZY. Lets get Krazy 1st Verse PITBULL: (EEEEEHHHHHH YOOOOOOOOO) Kanye no style / J Lo no ass Fifty no beef / Jay Z no cash Diddy no Biggie / Fat Joe
get crazy x7 I said Damn that?s crazy Let?s get Krazy 1st Verse PITBULL: (EH YO) Kanye no style / J Lo no ass Fifty no beef / Jay Z no cash Diddy no Biggie / Fat Joe
?re being silly, we got Supernatural, Z-Trip, I?m Murs and I like to have a good time and on Saturday mornings I used to like to get a big, fat bowl of
(feat. Big Punisher, Fat Joe & Freeway) But I would've loved to hear A Big Pun and B.I.G. collabo That shit would've been incredible [Big Pun talking
Wanna defeat me? My nigga, you should kill the dream The noise, the boys, the count, everybody When I drop fat styles that ain't your simple blahzay blah Lodi Dodi average Joe
Krazy... I said Damn that's KRAZY... Let's get Krazy [Verse 1: PITBULL] (EEEEEHHHHHH YOOOOOOOOO) Kanye no style J Lo no ass Fifty no beef Jay Z no cash Diddy no Biggie Fat Joe
who can rap It's about when the ??? clap, is rufus back I see what you thinkin, you want me to die, is that so? Now you left leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe
9-mil Magucci leather got me shoe crazy Quarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops baby And if I'm wearin my chain it's 380 Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy? Man
[Intro] This should be played at high volume [Fat Joe] This is, this is, this is Cook! Cool n Dre! Ain't nobody seeing this right here, we see nobody
Who in the world wanna problem with that? You know I heard Harlem is back Who in the world wanna problem with that? [Lil Jon] Let's Go! [Chorus: Fat Joe
me? (What the fuck, what the fuck, huh?!) (Terror Squad... First Family...) OH!, OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!) OH! (OH!) [Fat Joe] Yeah, yeah
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 [Fat Joe] Business