Yo it's that motherfuckin bronx
nigga don shit
Run up in yo' mom's crib
Shipstacked biddomb shit gun
up in the palm shit
Nobody moves,
nobody get whacked with the contrict
Yo' shot at they concert,
it's locked on the concrete
I'm stone cold, I mean I slap Then stomp
Then what's to stop my
40 glock from rumblin your calm streets?
I'm troubled when I on deep,
loco enough for dolo
Blow holes through ya carseat and
roll over ya rover
Fuck this role model shit I'm
finna blow out ya wig
Bitch throw bottles to kid and
get 'em thrown at ya crib
It's the return of the worst
shit that ever happened
Reborn like what's crackin,
we formed with raw plastic
Blastin off ya doors with
an awful passion
Forcin the walls to crash in
You see them kids,
I'll make 'em all bastards
Joey crack keep it gully
Known to clap keep a fully
Automatic mack whodie on my
lap doin thirty
Drivin through the heights tryna find
these cats that did me dirty
Shot me on the ave,
Now I gotta blast until them pearlies
We the realest niggaz ever
touch the mic (blah)
And we love to fight (blah)
You heard my niggaz
Yo who that huskyass nigga
with the flow so dumb
Comin up out ta brooklyn lookin like
mighty joe young
(Face down) know we real got
this motherfucker
Crackin and buzzin with my latin cousin joey
grills
(We international) 151 proof
Letcha cold run loose,
I give 'em a sunroof
For cottonass pretty boy
talkin bout drama
With that nastyass coogi suit,
lookin like pajamas
(Somebody gon' get
hurt today) so be it
We the first (first) fam
(family) you see it
Put some trouble in ya voice
homeboy, fore ya get whacked in
Calm (calm) down (down)get back
For you niggaz that want to trap
me
I make families unhappy
I'm tied into the same shit as boy george
and papi
(E'rybody know) everybody
want to clap me
Tonight I'm with my spanish homie joey
So get at me with the ghetto
issued 45, semiautomatic
I (spit) with in tentions
(to rip)
Putput pieces out yo' cabbage bitch
Trained on the hill,
aim at niggaz faces
Push his hat back seven paces
leave him standin still
Cobra ass nigga (huh?) You beg
me to kill (yeah)
When I cock glocks and pop,
you beg me to chill (chill)
(Y'all remember bill) why'all remember
the motherfuckin deal
You will get yo' ass zipped up
, how this feel nigga?
Oh motherfucker uhuh,
why'all ain't seen nuttin yet
Got a call from the bronx best,
bitch and I was right there
Duck tape, grip ply, havogee, turpentine
Two nickel nine, macdonald,
cup of richie wine
Wish a motherfucker would,
look and he shall find
Ten million ways to die
I'm the thickest of the fire
Ain't to many niggaz round
with the rumble
With the rawest in the jungle,
blicky bloaw bloaw
Bitch I break 'em down
(down) with terror squad now
Ya pretty bad, clumsy mouth,
sit down get up get out
Hottest thang they got in
the south (petey pablo)
If ya don't know now ya
know holla at 'em joe
Fight club fight club
Fight club fight club
Fight club fight club holla at 'em joe
Fat Joe
