niggaz blowin' trees out the back of O.J.'s (J) These jealous niggaz is worse than bitches (O) The ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches (S
blowin trees out the back of O.J.'s [Hook] (J) These jealous niggaz is worse than bitches! (O) The ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches! (S
Übersetzung: Fat Joe. Jose.
Rico Love) [Intro: Rico Love (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Crills Mania) It's Love... (Yeah) Turn the lights on! [Hook: Pleasure P (Fat Joe)]
me baby, uhh Loretta I see you baby, yeah Uh-huh, DFL Stew, I see you too nigga Yeah [Fat Joe:] Sit back, relax, Joe Crack's back Joe Crack's that nigga
West sittin' on 67 1 vert Grippin' grain ridin' with 'em cupcakes Young green ass niggas don't touch weight 750 ya cup that's what it's goin' fo' White
Intro: Fat Joe] Ho! Yeah Coca I can make you famous, ow! We live from Zip's in Harlem tonight Two in the mornin (c'mon) Krillz! Yeah, yo, yo [Fat Joe
A.C.G. shit, that fly Pelle Jumpin out that brand new whip on my own tip Little Dominican mami you feel me? It's Coca, Krillz! J.O.S.E. 2 Get at me nigga
[Chorus] [Jimi Hendrix] "Hey Joe, now where you goin with that gun in yo' hand?" Yeah, yeahhh, AOWWWW! Yeah Just when you thought it was, s-s-s-s-safe
on my life it's all worth it Because I know I know my people believe me, I do it for love [Fat Joe:] Yeah, yo They say Joe too selfish, he won't let
One, One (Ooh) One, One (Akon and Joe) One, One (Yeah) [Fat Joe:] Celcka, (Konvict music) Kill, See dem sneakers dey sick, Azariah (Ooh) Yeah (O yeah
hat back The seats are lane And no it's not a car That's a fucken airplane [Chorus] [OZ:] Haha Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is O It leans
I don't wanna hear about you niggaz did time Them niggaz who's hard - you faggots! I'm talkin to every rapper Nobody lived my life nigga It's Coca, Joe
s all in That pussy's murdin [Chorus: Lil Kim] My lips is thick My hips is curvy MY bodys sick I like it dirty Work it baby [x3] Hurt me baby [Fat Joe
rap She windin on me, she windin on me Windin on me she windin on me Windin on me windin on me Windin on me she windin on me [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Now
you already know [Chorus] [Fat Joe] This is the t-e-r-r-o-r squad Who else hold it down like ya nigga Joe I'ma spit that ross's 9-2 Take ya back when
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN [Verse One:] Hey, you, get off my cloud You don't know me and you don't know