[Fat Joe]
Aowwwwwwwwww! Aoww, Cool & and Dre
I was the one who believed in you!
Hahahaha you

[Chorus]
I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet carpet, walk past the line
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my rideenter added
And just - rock ya body body, body, rock ya body body, body
Rock, ya body body, body, rock ya body
Just rock - rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook, nowwww hook

[Fat Joe]
Joey see/C-Murder C Murder like five-oh-fo'
Better have my money cause money, 'cause I knock on do's
Better yet I leave 17 seventeen peepholes, squeeze with the eagle
Bet I murder like five-oh-fo' - Crack, yes! five-oh-fo', crack, yes

You gon' need protection
This dude mad nice with the Smith & Wessun Wesson
You know, automatic, stick shift revolver
Find me in the attic, long dist' the targetenter added
After that, do the walk-through like phone booths
What'chu gon' do when them dudes run up on you and
Androck ya body body, body, catch somebody
Gon' park, the black Denali, watch his body just drop
just DROP - yeah
Yeah, I'm street like that
Pull off the Benny Blanco, yeah yeah, it beez like that
Your whole crew boomerang, they ain't G's like that
Cause'Cause when it's time to shoot they
They quickenter deleted
to point the heat right back
Nigga nigga
[Chorus]I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride
[Fat Joe]And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Yo, if Suge rapped how hard would it be
But he don't, so the closest thing you got is me
Ain't no damn near a rapper this loc' as me
Cook Coke on top is how it's 'sposed s'posed to be, nigga! nigga
Yeah
Yeah, the Bronx is back
It's my niggaz Cool & and Dre on this monster track
(WhatWhat they do Fat?) Fat? Yeah we been on some Don shit
Been stompin stompin' niggaz unconcious unconscious

Been sendin sendin' niggaz to trauma; trauma, I bet now you wish
theThe only beef that you had is wit'cha baby's momma
You best to wear your vest as a doo-rag
Cause'Cause I'ma headbussa, you don't want me to do dat
Yeah
Yeah, I need a new muh'fucker to shoot at
More Bin Laden talk, disappearin disappearin' likeenter deleted
Pookie from "New Jack" New Jack
Said it, yeah it's all out war
So do your jumpin jumpin' jacks nigga, make you hit the floor
[Chorus]I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride
[Fat Joe]And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook

Yes, please believe she gorgeous
And she ain't gon' leave once she see the fortress
The blood red G-T'll leave ya nauseous
And as for the wife, mami please, we're bossesenter added
Crenshaw, you can find me on the strip
Black Ferrari, nine milli' on the hip
You in South Beach, wet willies on the strip
Shit, I'm in Dade County, smokin smokin' Phillies, bumpin' trick nigga
phillies, bumpin Trick nigga
New York y'all know what it is! is
Got a hundred guns, got a hundred clips
Niggaz never listen 'til till they vision turn bitch pitch
Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch
(That's right)enter added
By now you can see that I'm global
SlappinSlappin' MC's for the dreams that they sold you
And all the false prophecies of niggaz takin takin' shots at me
Find yourself hangin hangin' from your feet off the balcony
[Chorus]I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more waitin' outside
Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line
Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet my ride

And just rock ya body, body, rock ya body, body
Rock ya body, body, rock ya body
Just rock, who the fuck you know like Cook?
Kill a nigga on a verse, make 'em dance on a hook now