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  • 作词 : Fat Joe
    作曲 : Fat Joe/Lord Finesse
    Yeah!
    Check it out, check-a-check-a, check it out
    Would you believe that fat joe would flip a style like this?
    I can't get played, cause i roll with baby chris, nevertheless
    *****z be tryin to front the role
    When everybody knows, i'm gonna go gold
    At least, kickin the funky styles that you wanna hear
    Joe is bigger and better, so have no fear
    I'll be rippin the mic, clockin dough, stickin the hoes
    After every single show, you know (know)
    One of the best to grab the mic so don't try to front
    Ain't nuttin here yours, so what the ***** you want?
    When i step on stage, i'm second to none
    Makin mc's run, without the use of a gun, yeah
    Talkin about the way i rock a party
    *****z must be thinkin that i'm high, or drunk on bacardi
    I be hippin and hoppin, rockin and shockin, the whole rap scene
    I'm mean, my favorite color is green
    I guess that's why they call it the blues
    Your money you lose, cause you choose to disrespect and neglect
    The skills of the fat one, but i'm all that son
    Gimme the microphone and i'ma show you how it's gonna be done
    So don't fake moves, cause i never fall
    That's how i'm livin, hey yo i'm livin fat y'all
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Hey yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Look at the way i freak this style, i'm versatile
    *****z don't want the funk, because they know i'm buckwild
    Could you believe the rappers that they talk *****t
    While i be rippin the microphone and all my records are hits
    The name is fat joe, i'm on the down low
    I chill with lord finesse, you know i got the flow
    I be freakin the funk, not fakin the funk, you're facin a punk, yeah
    ***** around and you'll be layin in ?v-ducts?
    I got props, believe it or not
    I never got caught, becuase i pay off the cops, yeah
    One of the livest *****z in new york
    Sometimes i be chillin with son
    Sometimes i be chillin with hawk, you know that
    Brooklyn in the house and uptown is too
    I gotta be sayin peace, to the boogie the bronx crew
    Pete, sap, brim, vayo mack, gizmo, nicer, b.g., my main man crack
    So now you know the flav, and you know the time
    Brothers always be tellin me, "joe why don't you kick a fat rhyme"
    So i don't front on my peeps
    Kick a verse or two, then be out, and peace g
    So don't try to step to dis, you know you take a fall
    That's how i'm livin, hey yo i'm livin fat y'all
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat!
    Ninety-three, lord finesse, fat joe, diamond d
    Showbiz and a.g., d.i.t.c. and i'm out
  • 作词 : Fat Joe
    作曲 : Fat Joe/Lord Finesse
    Yeah!
    Check it out, check-a-check-a, check it out
    Would you believe that fat joe would flip a style like this?
    I can't get played, cause i roll with baby chris, nevertheless
    *****z be tryin to front the role
    When everybody knows, i'm gonna go gold
    At least, kickin the funky styles that you wanna hear
    Joe is bigger and better, so have no fear
    I'll be rippin the mic, clockin dough, stickin the hoes
    After every single show, you know (know)
    One of the best to grab the mic so don't try to front
    Ain't nuttin here yours, so what the ***** you want?
    When i step on stage, i'm second to none
    Makin mc's run, without the use of a gun, yeah
    Talkin about the way i rock a party
    *****z must be thinkin that i'm high, or drunk on bacardi
    I be hippin and hoppin, rockin and shockin, the whole rap scene
    I'm mean, my favorite color is green
    I guess that's why they call it the blues
    Your money you lose, cause you choose to disrespect and neglect
    The skills of the fat one, but i'm all that son
    Gimme the microphone and i'ma show you how it's gonna be done
    So don't fake moves, cause i never fall
    That's how i'm livin, hey yo i'm livin fat y'all
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Hey yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Yo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Look at the way i freak this style, i'm versatile
    *****z don't want the funk, because they know i'm buckwild
    Could you believe the rappers that they talk *****t
    While i be rippin the microphone and all my records are hits
    The name is fat joe, i'm on the down low
    I chill with lord finesse, you know i got the flow
    I be freakin the funk, not fakin the funk, you're facin a punk, yeah
    ***** around and you'll be layin in ?v-ducts?
    I got props, believe it or not
    I never got caught, becuase i pay off the cops, yeah
    One of the livest *****z in new york
    Sometimes i be chillin with son
    Sometimes i be chillin with hawk, you know that
    Brooklyn in the house and uptown is too
    I gotta be sayin peace, to the boogie the bronx crew
    Pete, sap, brim, vayo mack, gizmo, nicer, b.g., my main man crack
    So now you know the flav, and you know the time
    Brothers always be tellin me, "joe why don't you kick a fat rhyme"
    So i don't front on my peeps
    Kick a verse or two, then be out, and peace g
    So don't try to step to dis, you know you take a fall
    That's how i'm livin, hey yo i'm livin fat y'all
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat
    I'm livin fat y'all, i'm livin fat (2x)
    Aiyyo i'm livin fat!
    Ninety-three, lord finesse, fat joe, diamond d
    Showbiz and a.g., d.i.t.c. and i'm out