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  • 作词 : Cartagena, Frierson
    Nobody said it would be easy, ha hah
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    Nobody wanna handle it
    [puff] as we proceed, to give you what you need
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    [puff] nine-eight, it's the great
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    Verse one: fat joe
    Now why the sad face, jealous for fellas that's diamond laced
    Tryin to find a place to recline, *****ne my face
    Under the sun where it's warm, runnin with pun til i'm gone
    That's word is bond on my moms
    That's the squad motto, got beef we call rallo
    Dame un trago, he go to war wit a bottle
    Simple as dat, flip out the mack and cripple a cat ("take that" 4x)
    Right through your back tissue with any pistol i pack (c'mon)
    Physical rap means we live the lyrics
    Long as *****z fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
    We the realest you ever gon' see
    In all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter than me
    Modesty'll get nowhere, that's why i go there (yeah, yeah)
    Like lettin you know where to buy the new fat joe gear (that's right)
    Five sixty (five sixty) only the squad ride with me
    Unless you a bad boy, and roll with puff diddy (eheheheh)
    It's my city, and everything in it
    Ain't a thing rented (c'mon) it's my benz, if you see me in it (yeah)
    We invented floodin the watch, and runnin the spots
    That's why, i'm not a player, i just crush a lot
    Chorus: puff daddy
    What you thought, we ain't run the streets?
    Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin in the benz jeep
    Rollin deep with the don-tana
    I put the chrome in your cara, adios to manana
    (repeat 2x)
    Verse two: fat joe
    Yea, uh, yo
    You better slide or catch this homicide
    Ain't no match for joey crack i'm blowin backs out the other side
    Brothers died and mother's cried at wakes, these are the breaks
    Kurtis blow your head off like jake (like jake)
    So take heed and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin mines
    Player haters never wanna see my *****ne
    Up in the range or in the lex coupe
    Rockin a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to les boo's
    Less choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin kids
    Or livin mad sweet in lavish cribs
    Fix marriages for my kids, six karats, i'm a whiz (mm, mmm)
    Exotic tokin parrots on my wrist
    It ain't *****t but for ***, money, and drugs
    True thugs with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
    What the *****, joe crack, twist your cap back
    Leave your heart rate flat, once terror squad attacks (yea yea yea)
    Chorus 2x
    (puff daddy talkin over chorus)
    Terror squad, and bad boy
    Joey crack, big pun
    I see you
    Can't sleep, ten deep
    Yea, uh-huh
    Adios to manana
    Terror squad, what?
    Bad boy, khanmean?
    Joey crack, big pun
    I see you, i see you
    C'mon, yea, yea, say what say what?
    Say what say what?
    Uh-huh
    I see you.. take that..
    Adios to manana!
  • 作词 : Cartagena, Frierson
    Nobody said it would be easy, ha hah
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    Nobody wanna handle it
    [puff] as we proceed, to give you what you need
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    [puff] nine-eight, it's the great
    [puff] what y'all wanna do hah? (2x)
    Verse one: fat joe
    Now why the sad face, jealous for fellas that's diamond laced
    Tryin to find a place to recline, *****ne my face
    Under the sun where it's warm, runnin with pun til i'm gone
    That's word is bond on my moms
    That's the squad motto, got beef we call rallo
    Dame un trago, he go to war wit a bottle
    Simple as dat, flip out the mack and cripple a cat ("take that" 4x)
    Right through your back tissue with any pistol i pack (c'mon)
    Physical rap means we live the lyrics
    Long as *****z fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
    We the realest you ever gon' see
    In all honesty, ain't another brother that's hotter than me
    Modesty'll get nowhere, that's why i go there (yeah, yeah)
    Like lettin you know where to buy the new fat joe gear (that's right)
    Five sixty (five sixty) only the squad ride with me
    Unless you a bad boy, and roll with puff diddy (eheheheh)
    It's my city, and everything in it
    Ain't a thing rented (c'mon) it's my benz, if you see me in it (yeah)
    We invented floodin the watch, and runnin the spots
    That's why, i'm not a player, i just crush a lot
    Chorus: puff daddy
    What you thought, we ain't run the streets?
    Now you can't sleep ten deep, convoyin in the benz jeep
    Rollin deep with the don-tana
    I put the chrome in your cara, adios to manana
    (repeat 2x)
    Verse two: fat joe
    Yea, uh, yo
    You better slide or catch this homicide
    Ain't no match for joey crack i'm blowin backs out the other side
    Brothers died and mother's cried at wakes, these are the breaks
    Kurtis blow your head off like jake (like jake)
    So take heed and read between the lines, ain't no cheatin mines
    Player haters never wanna see my *****ne
    Up in the range or in the lex coupe
    Rockin a fresh suit with dress shoes, on my way to les boo's
    Less choose the life we rather live, on the streets stabbin kids
    Or livin mad sweet in lavish cribs
    Fix marriages for my kids, six karats, i'm a whiz (mm, mmm)
    Exotic tokin parrots on my wrist
    It ain't *****t but for ***, money, and drugs
    True thugs with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
    What the *****, joe crack, twist your cap back
    Leave your heart rate flat, once terror squad attacks (yea yea yea)
    Chorus 2x
    (puff daddy talkin over chorus)
    Terror squad, and bad boy
    Joey crack, big pun
    I see you
    Can't sleep, ten deep
    Yea, uh-huh
    Adios to manana
    Terror squad, what?
    Bad boy, khanmean?
    Joey crack, big pun
    I see you, i see you
    C'mon, yea, yea, say what say what?
    Say what say what?
    Uh-huh
    I see you.. take that..
    Adios to manana!