(feat. Young Jeezy)
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[Fat Joe]
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Ay , yo
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It took A. Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now
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Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now
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Big money talkin', Mayweather - Paquiao
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Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now
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Now what you boys got a death wish?
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I beat a mothafucka uglier than Precious
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Real nigga, you can find me where the X is
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Whippin' in the kitchen, both hands ambidextrous
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Recession got the hood pushin' more than time clocks
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So I dropped a hundred in the streets I don't buy stocks
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Tell a little mothafucka get his shine pa
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Good fellas hood fellas livin' on my block
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Nigga got a problem, I solve 'em (Solve 'em)
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A couple key's yes nigga we'll rob 'em (Rob 'em)
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Got tha 9 milli. in my pants, case you niggas wanna dance
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Leave a mothafucka shakin' like Harlem (Harlem)
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[Chorus:]
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[Young Jeezy]
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I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder things
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We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder scene
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In black from head to toe we murder clean
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Do you know the name of the click that murder teams
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What's up?
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[Fat Joe]
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(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
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(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
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(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
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(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
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[Young Jeezy]
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Always on that flow shit
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Jeezy Montana
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Cocaine capital
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That would be Atlanta
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One triple O where I'm from
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That's a homo
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Nigga catch ya slippin' where I'm from
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That's a no no
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Next up a homicide
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Ain't nobody seen shit
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Wake up to a homicide,
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Ain't nobody dreams to
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Welcome to the home of the
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Home invasion
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DEA like to raid,
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You might get your home raided
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Went up in it
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Like a halfback from the Raiders
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Bring a half mac
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Anything for that paper
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Two door Phantom
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Avatar blue though
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Parked outta space shit
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We call that bitch Pluto
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Grown livin' legend
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In the hood I'm a hero,
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On that minute fourteen
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Like a guitar hero
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Came a long way
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From that toilet bowl white though
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But I'ma be all right though
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[Chorus]
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[Fat Joe]
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Always on my hard shit, Joey Viagra
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Pull up make 'em car sick, abra kadabra
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Presto magic, Bugatti's on the scene
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Parties all around me like its Gotti on the scene
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Your money NBA NFL all legal
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My niggaz on the block goin' hard pumpin' diesel
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However do you want it
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Joe stay blunted
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I gets off but the hoe stay on it
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This is my 'castle' but it ain't 'white' though
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Ice so bright shit shine like a light show
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This my life yo go get yours bitch
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Ball till we fall till the drugs hit the ball pit
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Cocaine cowboys that's my thing
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Do it for my niggaz locked down in the bing in the state
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In the Fed pen my name rings
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I don't need your respect the streets crowned me king
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[Chorus]
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(Ha Ha) Slow Down
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| Fat Joe |
