Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, L Coppin, Franck Langolff
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Fat JoeTemptation Pt. 2 Lyrics:
Joe crack's that nigga
I'll crack that nigga, hold that lil' nigga
I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow
If you know like I know you, know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin'
Raindrops are fallin' on my hood again, hood again
Niggaz is talkin' in the hood again, hood again
Yeah, niggaz wanna act live
I got that 9 that kill more than just time
They say they can't stand him, but just yesterday
I was chillin' on the block in the Phantom
And ain't nobody smirk my way, nope, keep speakin' that hot shit
And you can get merked today, check me out
There's some rumbling on the blocks, struggle on the streets
That's why I had to leave that bitch bloody in them sheets
Go 'head and think crack just rap
Fuck around I'm gon' really have to clap these cats
I hear 'em talking that
Joe crack's that nigga
I'll crack that nigga, hold that lil' nigga
I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow
If you know like I know you, know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin'
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I'm tired of talkin' boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Does Crack think he live
Just because he had poppin' in '88 and his boys served time
I don't care 'bout that neither
I don't give a fuck about him, T.S. or the fever
Yeah, I said it, when I see him I'ma pop him
I know he big but this here 9 gon' stop him
I'm in the streets everyday in these projects
I ain't scared nigga, man I'm dyin' to get it poppin'
Joe crack's that nigga
I'll crack that nigga, hold that lil' nigga
I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow
If you know like I know you, know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin'
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I'm tired of talkin' boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Pussies loose these days, gotta tighten 'em up
Think they comin' of age 'til you lighten 'em up
Momma screamin' 'cause you lyin' in dust, I ain't lyin'
Who the fuck you think supplyin' the drugs?
I'm your boss that's boss, pretty much I bought you that Porsche
And pretty much I'm 'bout to auction you off
To the highest clapper, get your head spun backwards you bastards
For thinkin' Terror Squad just rappers, we'll blast ya
You lil' niggaz ain't even in my lane
Who you know nicknamed after 'caine?
Yeah, I'm goin' to Hell, but I'm sendin' you first
Muh'fuckers think they tough 'til them canisters burst
I know you hear me niggaz
Joe crack's that nigga
I'll crack that nigga, hold that lil' nigga
I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow
If you know like I know you, know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin'
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
If I don't know you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
I tried to tell you boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke
I'm tired of talkin' boy, I'm lettin' 'em go
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