you survive?! [Fat Joe] Kris, that's why I'm the greatest Of all time [KRS-One - chuckling] Joe, (I'm) the best!! You must be out ya fuckin mind! [Hook: Fat Joe
grey nikes, that flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta
's goin' down my niggas) (Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don) 'Stead I'd rather bust at you You motherfuckers must be crazy I been doin' this shit since the eighties Run
with no tops We take a puff of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Uh
me in it We invented floodin' the watch, and runnin' the spots That's why, I'm not a player, I just crush a lot What you thought, we ain't run the streets
we love huh? dat gangsta shit What you want huh? dat gangsta shit Now what we live huh? dat gangsta shit Dat gangsta shit, dat gangsta shit Now what
like sup If I was a butthole I'd just be an exit If I was the DOC I'd be like "man this is bull shit" If I was your tires on your car I'd be like...
Hound doggin this muthufucka Raise up off my nizzgas Get off my nuts Get off me, bitch Ah shit, muthufuckin' hound dogs what? Swingin, from my balls
Hound doggin this muthufucka Raise up off my nizzogs Get off my nuts Get off me bitch Ah shit muthufuckin hound dogs what? Swingin from my balls so hard
them We already got a check we tryna get two of them [Fat Joe] Just blew trial, crack lots like is little Italy Your wife she a screamer yelling slow down Joe
[Fat Joe] I don't give a fuck about you duke The truth is you be talkin shit with no proof Still pussy after all that loot Smack you right in front of
remember Ump beating the rape mistrial, celebrating the win Ya'll can try to stop Miami but this shit will never end Tell them boys to keep running that shit
[DJ Clue] New shit, Nature (Yo, yo Nate, you gon do this for Queens,this one here for Queens yanawmean?) (Yo Nature gon rip this down, for Clueminatti
don't keep score Let 'em know that this is grown man shit ya fucking with Autoloaders, hunting rifles ya fucking with Somebody gon' mind somebody shit ya fucking with We
none, find my gun Got beef with this nigga with hits and shit Chips and shit, run around here switching shit Telling people don't play that, you gotta play this
me down, I bet you like me now Mo then you eva did this is real shit (Ay baby) This is why I'm hot, yea this is why I'm hot We can party like a rockstar
we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport 'cause we ain't playin up here in New York [Hook - Fat Joe