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Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Fat Joes in Town



{*dj cuts "guess whos back? "*}

[fat joe]

Yeah..

The fat gangsta..

Here comes the nigga from the east

Who just been crowned for most hated by police

The public enemy, rapper at large

Whos known throughout the industry for pullin niggaz cards

You know the situation, zulu nation

Never forget the bronx because the bronx the foundation

Fat joe, a.k.a. joey crack

Niggaz be like hes fat, bitches be like hes all that

Motherfuckers know my rep, I never fronted

Niggaz be talkin mad shit, but they dont want it

Its the realer mc, the drug dealer mc

If a nigga fake jax, Im gonna kill a mc

Yeah, you cant handle the truth

Fuck around and get thrown off the project roof

Mad lives have been lost and forgotten

Niggaz better watch they back, the big apples gone rotten

Microphone check, one two one two

Shouts to the east and the west coast crew

Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true

{"thats all I ask of you.."}

When I step in the jam all eyes are on me

Sold out crowds, with curiosity

Everybody wants to know, could the man still flip it?

Microphone gifted, unrealistic

Comin with the bomb bass for the underground heads

Flex got the most, serge got the landspread

Keepin shit real, niggaz know the deal

Just through trial and comin down on appeal

Microphone joe I own it, bitches wanna bone it

Blowin out the tweeters in your musical component

Its your man fat joe, oh, is that so?

You remember me from, "you know ya got to flow"

One time for your mind off the top of a dome

Never leave for home without the motherfuckin chrome

Word to tone, big daddy, I know hes chillin

Peace to all the villains out of state makin millions cause ah

Microphone check, one two one two

Shouts to the east and the west coast crew

Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true

{"thats all I ask of you.."}

Microphone check, one two one two

Shouts to the east and the west coast crew

Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true

{"thats all I ask of you.."}

From the bronx to queensbridge, on back to redhook

Never lost a gram on any eighth that I cooked

Fat joe, army fatigue and black chuckers

Hardcore lyrics to all my real motherfuckers

Im tryin to see cream, in the millions, retire

And go play golf with russell simmons

Thats the type of mission that Im on

Aiyyo my word is bond, I keep a army just as deep as farrakhan

You.. cant.. deal with the man

Who be holdin down the fort with the gauge in his hand

I know you love the way I grab the mic and spark it

You hookersll never get your hands inside my pockets

Microphone check, one two one two

Shouts to the east and the west coast crew

Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true

{"thats all I ask of you.."}

Microphone check, one two one two

Shouts to the east and the west coast crew

Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true

{"thats all I ask of you.."}

{*"everybody knows fat joes in town.."*}

 

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