Joey time, report to the dancefloor.. . Hey this is the bounce where we talkin about.. Make the babys go HEY, and the mammies go OOW. Everybody know it when they step on the spot..
Whattup JuJu?. Uhh, whattup Beatnuts?. All them Dominicans in Corona. Bobbito Stretch, my nigga Funk Flex. This is the dedication. Yeah, Punisher Big Dog in the house.
Yeah, uhh, dat gangsta shit. Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta shit. Uhh, dat gangsta shit. What you love huh? Dat gangsta shit. What you want huh? Dat gangsta shit.
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands. Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and. Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and. Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby 'cuz.
excuse me while i sing to you. i'm being real and that's the thing to do. i'm just living and loving. smoking and fucking (yeah uh). out here on the grind, yeah (alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh).
Yeah, it's time baby. It's time to speak the truth, maturity. Huh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real. Ya call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin about the real.
Empty Arms and Lonely nights. That's my life without you girl. I'm so lonely I'm so blue. Without you girl my life is through. Maria. This song is dedicated.
"We Thuggin (Remix)". (feat. Busta Rhymes, Noreaga, Remy Martin). Ha, ha, ha, ha. Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh. For my dirty, dirty. D.C. what?. Uh, yeah, uh, T.S..
[Fat Joe]. (Ooohhh, mmm). Yea, uh, uh (Fat Joe and the R). That shit y'all (Breakin shit down). Shake that, funky, funky, funky (Yeah). Sticky, icky, icky - yeah uh.
[Fat Joe]. Yo ah! You know who rule this shit. City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne. Anybody want beef with the D.O.N. Guaranteed it would be O.N.
They shootin'. This is the sound baby. We ridin' on these bitch ass niggaz. Joe Crack, here we go. . La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
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Yeah, uh. You know what this is. The fat gangsta. . Maybe it's the TS chain. (I got 'em right). Maybe it's that Escalade. (Come get 'em right). . Maybe it's the way I do.
Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit!. Shout to my homies out west hoo-bangers!. Mack Deezy for Sheezy. All my niggas in the Bronx. Holdin' them corners down. Ya heard? Get it right!.
Yeah. This is goin out.. to all the live motherfuckers, knowhatI'msayin?. All the real niggaz. Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens. California. LaBella Puerto Rico, wherever the fuck you from.
Yea, uhh. "I bet you thought I left you hangin". Yea yea, yeah. "I bet you thought I left you hangin". Terror Squad again. long overdue baby. "I-I-I bet you thought I left you hangin".
(Intro: Fat Joe). Whooo. friendly day in the neighborhood. Birds is chirpin (Hi neighbor!). Niggas walkin they dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers. That's my neighborhood. FUCK NO!.
Yeah, this joint right here is goin' out to everybody gettin' money. I mean the real cream. All up and down the East and West coast. Check it. . Hustlin' is the key to success, money is the key to sex.
It's so depressin', uh. Be the realest shit I ever wrote. (Money and cars, bitches). Shit Is Real Part 2. (Drugs). Modern day. (Society you know?). See what it's like to walk in my shoes.
Yeah, don't get it fucked up. This shit is realer than you think. Goin out to all them niggaz gettin cream. Drivin them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus.