I woke up one day in Vacaville Round the corner from the pen Fat house on the hill All the homies in the pen straigt locked down But I gotta get dressed
lick 'em They break me off cash flow Any damn thing I ask for So a nigga paid up the asshole Some fools be thinkin' They gotta win her like Bruce Jinna But Joe
war man will blaze in the neck we bun them hot bars to the neck shoot like a tech war man will blaze in the neck we bun them hot bars to the neck yeah
ethics, eastern philosophy's my method Good Samaritans need paremedics, so what's your premise I hope you fuckin' with Glocks and fo' fifths Wrath's Napolean, so
in the world wanna problem with that? You know I heard Harlem is back Who in the world wanna problem with that? [Lil Jon] Let's Go! [Chorus: Fat Joe
a part of my G-code And fuck them prosecutors, hustler conisuer It's We the Best forever Make sure you spread the rumor bitch [Verse 9 - Fat Joe] Good
money went to goddamned joe For cleaning the bus, we cussed, caps were bust On us, joe should have adjust to the goddamn musk We were the christmas and joe
nigga too fat, so I couldn't play ball So I hit the strip, started flippin that raw My pants would sag, now they callin me Crack Used to love graffiti, so
Ah, yeah Da Fat Gangsta You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta let 'em know Joe You gotta flow Joe, you gotta flow Joe
Yeah, now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, A.K.A. Da Fat Gangsta I'm no joke and I'm far
with hunnies, panties 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
y'all Nigga, every time you see me, man, you know you want to be me And you can't deny the fact that this fat nigga's fly Went from Sergio to Kenny
(Fat Joe):{Diddy} (Kelka Mania),{Day 26} Day 26: Ohhhh Fat Joe: (Ayo Diddy get at me baby) {I see you Joe} (Its Crack) {This is the remix
see this niggas. (Nope.) East coast, west coast. (It's all the same.) Joey Crack, Big Pun, Mack 10. (Speak on it, Joe.) Haha, niggas what! [Fat Joe
Yo, I don't think they're ready for this one Another Dark child remix Brandy, RJ, Big Pun, Fat Joe, Terror Squad Come on Hear the truth, shorty with
mamma out the apron I'm loyal to her from eight to ten Make way for the twin [fat joe](brandy) Who the twins that be making it hot (say what? )
pass through [Fat Joe] That's true, so who the next to get it? TS is the best that did it (get it off your chest kid admit it) [Chorus: Pun, Joe] [