Fat Joe, Joe Crack, ****'s all the same Old rusty ass block from which I came Fat boy big dreams, Mac-10, the vest When Mac-10 shoot teams try to shoot up the set But I'm a G *****, I'll loosen the Tec Wet the whole block, sip Grey Goose in the jet Pzhooom... back to the Boogie Backpack rappers they should have a plaque in the Boogie of me~!!! You know why? Number one hustler I opened up the floodgates, my "Flow Joe" customers [laughing] We all about the gunplay but still take time out to pray every Sunday
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The watch is sick, the chain is Alaska Whip so many (P's) now they callin me the +Master+ UNGHHHH! Thank God for that white I've been slingin it all day, we cookin it all night It's on with the don, never let **** slide Have your ass wear a patch like Slick Rick's side Talk money, there's so much money, I can't even count Gotta put it on a scale, ten grand weigh a ounce Same corner all week, got the scene closed off Should be draft in the league the way I pass those off Coca! Now you know it's me I was always G, you a sometimes thug You fake hustle in your hustle and you sometimes drug You ask if a ***** kill yeah I sometimes does, CRACK!
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Primo whattup my *****, ha ha We had to touch it again you heard me "**** Is Real" you heard me **** on these ****-boys, you heard me? Thank God for that whiiiiiiiite Crack! Coca! Krillz-mania Macho whattup *****? (Big L rest in peace...)
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Fat Joe, Joe Crack, ****'s all the same Old rusty ass block from which I came Fat boy big dreams, Mac-10, the vest When Mac-10 shoot teams try to shoot up the set But I'm a G *****, I'll loosen the Tec Wet the whole block, sip Grey Goose in the jet Pzhooom... back to the Boogie Backpack rappers they should have a plaque in the Boogie of me~!!! You know why? Number one hustler I opened up the floodgates, my "Flow Joe" customers [laughing] We all about the gunplay but still take time out to pray every Sunday
[Chorus: various samples scratched]
The watch is sick, the chain is Alaska Whip so many (P's) now they callin me the +Master+ UNGHHHH! Thank God for that white I've been slingin it all day, we cookin it all night It's on with the don, never let **** slide Have your ass wear a patch like Slick Rick's side Talk money, there's so much money, I can't even count Gotta put it on a scale, ten grand weigh a ounce Same corner all week, got the scene closed off Should be draft in the league the way I pass those off Coca! Now you know it's me I was always G, you a sometimes thug You fake hustle in your hustle and you sometimes drug You ask if a ***** kill yeah I sometimes does, CRACK!
[Chorus]
Primo whattup my *****, ha ha We had to touch it again you heard me "**** Is Real" you heard me **** on these ****-boys, you heard me? Thank God for that whiiiiiiiite Crack! Coca! Krillz-mania Macho whattup *****? (Big L rest in peace...)
