[talking]
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Aiyyo Crack, these niggaz is playin mad childish games
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Niggaz act like it's a rap..
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Yeah it's a rap, for y'all motherf-rr-uckers
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Niggaz replacin the 'G' in gangsta, with PR's and W's
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Pranksta wanksta-ass niggaz
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You know roses on caskets of those that oppose the squadus
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Fuck tri-borough, we reppin five borough
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Get at these niggaz straight music!
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[Fat Joe]
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Yo, Friday night, woke up in a cold sweat
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I can't believe niggaz schemin on Jo-seph
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Nah man, this ain't the way it's goin down
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Niggaz talk too much shit, and I jump like the sound
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They fear my presence like the rest of them
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Jose's the bettin informer, flesh-n-blood like the president
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Now maybe I'm a target on the pedastal
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Got a little fame now, niggaz wanna harm me for my revenues
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Start ya little beef, that's the shit I love to eat
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I been a soldier, you a son, be a humble seed
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My own niggaz let them hoes make 'em envy
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Posin like they friendly when I'm knowin they resent me
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That's the shit that get me aggrevated
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It be the same niggaz in ya face talkin bout "I'm glad ya made it"
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Fake niggaz.. Jers' State niggaz..
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Funny how cake can make ya learn to hate niggaz
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You've now tuned in to the sounds of Jose
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Where we push sex, money, drugs, and violence all day
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Mostly heard in penals and project hallways
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And by niggaz blowin trees out the back of O.J.'s
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[Hook]
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(J) These jealous niggaz is worse than bitches!
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(O) The ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches!
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(S) Still talkin shit, still ain't shit!
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(E) You envious niggaz can suck my dick!
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[talking]
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(J) Hahaha, ohhh, now y'all feelin the kid
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(O) Yeah nigga, South Boogie ain't goin nowhere
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(S) Don Squad-agena, Terror Squad that is
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(E) Blaze niggaz over beats, in the streets
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Joe Crack gon' hold that down
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You seen the kid up in the clubs; BET, MTV,
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on yo' block, on my block, however you wanna fuckin slice it
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Bastards, POOF!!
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Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh..
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Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh..
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J.O.S.E.
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Fat Joe |