groan, I'll even make you shed a tear Girl, I can do alright, right? I'll make love to you all through the night Girl, I can do alright, right? I'll
Перевод: Джо. I Can Do It Right.
groan I'll even make you shed a tear Girl, I can do alright, right? I'll make love to you all through the night Girl, I can do alright, right? I'll
and groan I'll even make you shed a tear Girl, I can do alright, right? I'll make love to you all through the night Girl, I can do alright, right? I
past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit
did an inspection What I exhibit, seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it Aww shit I did it again, when I lit with this pen, I admitted this
's do it again Let's do it again Yes, early morning Yes, can't keep doin' this I light your fire Your one desire Pull on me, baby And I'll take you
that You act real dumb, yo, I'm pert near fool Lights out when, let it riplike my neck With search warrant, I make sure verything we make is raw I
(Chorus) When I step up in the place ay yo I step correct Woo Hah got you all in check I got that head nod shit make you break your neck Woo Hah I
spend my money up Nah, I can't have it boo But girl do what you do I ain't mad at you Nah, 'cuz I got since to know That I ain't gone get pimped, I'mma
hash. And I'm twenty below. Could make it to the awards with some strummy from Joe. They feel it, but can't repeat it, so they hummin' the flow. I'm
the Bronx, I'm a pistoleer I keep gunning for 'em, they keep running from me I'm about my money give a fuck, I'm living comfortably Yeah, I'm right here
make 'em dance on a hook, nowwww [Fat Joe] Joey see/C-Murder like five-oh-fo' Better have my money cause I knock on do's Better yet I leave 17 peepholes
(Shots being fired) Yeah, that'll do it Yeah, I love hip hop I love this muthafuckin hip hop game This nigga here is a little nigga man Stay in your
black Amex, I'll take you shoppin But when it's time to go I disappear like Hoffa I see you next time when I decide to pop up, I'm gone [Chorus] [Fat Joe
pack grab a gat right now get on the floor I'll wait Shake that ass a little more my way But baby I don't dance not that I can't there's a pistol in my
2X] I can do you, do you, better better better than he can, baby baby [Fat Joe - over Chorus] Yeah, uhh, it's Cook The voice is so floetry, it's so magnetic
