to follow, sorry I left you Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go Now how we go.. Yeah, ha ha ha! The
you all in check Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect WOO-HAH!! Got you all in check Yo grimm Whats up? Which muthafucka stole (Ha! Ha
To my man Joe Scudda, that's wassup To my homeboy Ness, that's wassup To my man Fat Dame, that's wassup, uh-ha! Willie the Kid, that's wassup To my DJ
I come off wit it y'all can push em out the door So cock the four pound (four pound) Lock the fort down (fort down) From New York to Georgetown (Georgetown
nine millimeter go BANG! [*sample - "Joe" by Jackie Moore] Does anybody know... Joe... [Fat Joe] This is death to Fat Joe, birth of Cook Sing to 'em niggaz ["Joe