teams What's up? [Fat Joe] (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow
game and you know what go cop! 50x50 book too! Man know what I'm 'bout that... Ha! DJ Whoo Kid! Fat Joe I've got yo' baby! Daaaaaaaaammn! FUCK FAT JOE
can't cash. Hah, You know how this ain't a neighborhood right? Don't let your mouth write a check your ass can't cash Ha ha ha. If the moneys on the
Sientan el poder Del reggaeton latino (Ohhh...) (Ohhh...) (Ohhh...) Remix (ha) Eliel El mismo de siempre Don... N.O.R.E. Los Pocos Elegidos (crack crack) Don... Fat Joe
cuz I talk like this The corporate thugs is like, "Nah Hov" Talk that shit The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Whattup
dame mai Ma? mai Ma? mai Ma? mai Papi dame mai Ma? Mai track with fat joe and chingo bling's gonna take u to da taco shop ha ha ha ha ha
Tear apart son - you don't want it then don't start none Blaze one with Jonathon, part man part fly Handle my B-I camouflauge like G.I. Fat like Joe,
'm a make em go KRAZY... Hey Hey Let's do it again Baby... Let's Do it... Boom Boom I'm a make em go KRAZY... We gotta do it again... Ha ha... Boom Boom
play to win the championship, come on! [Repeat Chorus] [Outro: Fat Joe] Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!) Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha
here" "You must be out your fucking mind, man" "I'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" Yeah, now you motherfuckers know the flav, East Coast style Fat Joe
[Fat Joe - Verse 1] Wrist on froze, thanks to the stove; Mattress financial, bank's never closed; Monday to Sunday, serve all addicts; Joey Van Gundy,
No one else can eva No one else can eva No one else can eva Come on, Joey, crack the Don Thalia, come on Ya just another winner Yeah, uh, yeah, uh What
D, take that) Exclusive, nature, clue When you spit, I spit, new , hot (Spit) Exclusive Jungle watch this You know how we do it, Queens style Every trip, ha ha
[Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah, Krillz on to check it Whattup Big March? K-O-J Yeah... This is the ice cream, yeah the ice cream man Ha, the ice cream, I'm the
wave hi at the bad guy And you can ice grill when I drive by See if I be givin a fuck My hands on the woodgrain, fat ass tucked Ha ha, shit a nigga just
Joe, da fat gangsta, yeah This is Joe, da fat gangsta Tell 'em who the hell I am This is Joe, da fat gangsta Yeah, Fat Joe Da Gangsta Representin' in
