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Yeah, don't get it up
This shit is realer you think
Goin out to all them niggaz getting
Drivin beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus
All up in the clubs, out the bars and shit
Uhh, money man in the
Yeah, uhh

Sparks are flashin from owops
A face gets bashed in for crews clashin
Forever be great
It's the same shit tomorrow, of sorrow
dramas, chumps think they hard smokin?
It's all for steel, my son, light as a
The connections I got, I can while you get done

that, I dismember cats that act
A plain and fact is I react on impact
I'm plenty versatile,
Have you screamin like your head a few vials
No more slabs and cabs
Strictly Lexus with my troops feel the Alpine blast

dark tints, for sticky events
Suspense makes the lead
A baby oil massage when I'm feelin
Fly mami's ki's taped to their bo-ties
Transportin a airport securities
In cahoots with the San authorities
Hated by majorities, loved by
Uhh, the top dog,
Hazardous to your health smog

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Word, fuck what you
Shit is realer you think, you niggaz must be slow
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Word, you best to act like you
It's that nigga shit from Fat Joe

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Word, fuck you heard
Shit is realer you think, you niggaz must be slow
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Word, you best to act like you
that real nigga shit from Fat Joe

Business over shrimp and lobster platters
At Cafe, a glass of Peirier
Chick go for celly book a at the Holiday Inn
So I can get her and a
a trois livin the life of a star
Overweight overpaid, pockets out the seams
While you suckers havin dreams

I got you all sized up, niggaz up
A Fat Beat be pickin all you guys up
Word to mother, shit is realer you think
Hit my lady with diamond rings, links and minks
A nickel-plated trey-deuce, handle is pink

So no muggin, all you niggaz must be buggin
The mac in the trunk's I'm luggin
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Geyeah, save it for the
Terror Squad's everywhere you
is vexed from all the hoes I took
From Trinity Ave all the down the Brook

(Say word)
Word, fuck what you
Shit is than you think, you niggaz must be slow
(Say word)
Word, you best to act like you
It's that real nigga from Fat Joe

(Say word)
Word, fuck what you
Shit is than you think, you niggaz must be slow

Yeah, goin out to my Big Frank
Joe
Notorious One,
Uncle Dan got my
Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doin time
Swear to God when you come home you'll be on
Word is bond, Montana, rest in peace