) Oh, you don't know what they can do to you Spirits in the night (all night), in the night (all night) Stand up right now and let them shoot through
G.I. Joe shit Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy Marine Air Force Ones, nigga, the shit's crazy, don't play me
some yams, my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib, I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals, I'm just kinda fried I don't know why , I just
see me reppin' Texas up in front of crowds Thugged out, every nigga ride with the stretched (That's right) Don't start shit but we stay ready for combat Joe don't
I don't know what a better time to be The time is now y'all to get back to the family Let's get back to the family (Ya don't quit) Now DJ Jazzy Jeff and
with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penil They let you have it, all
get to know On a different plateau like whoa Buyin' out what's love like fat Joe Mommy, I know but I'm willin' to grow To the mountain top if you willin' to go Don't
(T-Pain) Fat Joe T-pain (shawtay) Shawtay I couldn't help but notice that you were sittin on the sidelines, I got all of the material thangs that you
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
no stranger Keep an A.K when I battle probably throw a fake nigga parade. I'm known! But who gives a fuck I don't care. Don't lead them let the welfare
up Touchin' and feelin' on each other now I'm like, "Wass up?" Now break da doors, let's roll, let's roll come on let's hit da club, let's roll, let'
could wish for more And your crew's all but know it's a horse Got the Don all warm and it ain't the Hen' Feelin' like the Don woman, you could wrestle
and don't depend on no fool Life seems crazy when you look back I pray to God, that you hook up with a good cat We can't look at, who's right or who
the way you turn me on Yo, smooth 'cuz I don't get upset If she ain't wit it then cool, I can go without sex I ain't gotta spend big for a girl at mya
?t Joe Play shot and then I switch up the flow Like what the blood glock, bumbaklaat, you ain't *** with Joe Now mama loves me, her friends hate me Jealous
the shots that they take have no effect Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck 'Cause I rock harder, and I grow farther You wanna battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother Don't
ve finally had enough Go see a doctor, Doc, hello "Hi, have a seat, let's see umm...what is it..Joe? Yeah, Joe Bruce, my friends call my Chucky "Chucky
' at me like I'm a set of titties Autographin t-shirts, hats, and socks And this bitch don't even know Riddlebox Real juggalos don't want no picture