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[Fat Joe (Mack 10)
Yeah, Squad motherfucker!
(And the Hoo affiliates.) Uh huh.
I know you think you was gon see this niggas.
(Nope.) coast, west coast. (It's all the same.)
Crack, Big Pun, Mack 10.
(Speak on it, Joe.)
Haha, what!

[Fat
At times I like blastin myself, endin it all
Niggas on my same team be I fall
the feds, that I'm still cappin the raw
Know all about the stash box on the of my Porshe
Boy George-in it, the life of the fortunate
Show you how warm my coffee get
My crew often get the for hideous crimes
Why do niggas platinum with the shitiest rhymes?
Can't call it, all these claim that they ballin
But it appears your empire's
Fuckin Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one
The same cats you get from
East coast, coast, man it's all the same
Niggas won't know shit they feel the flame
It's still insane, the flow track
your whole back, with the mack, we'll let ya know black

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It's all weight, work, guns, yay
Real motherfuckers dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, 10 baby

Punisher]
Check you never thought
Pun and Joe, the of Nueva York
thoughts with twin, Mack 10 the chicken hawk
We the truest 'cause killers walk in muddy
Once my cut me lose, that's a bullet in your bubblygoose
is you talkin like you crazy
Barkin like you
Or have you crawlin, walkin a baby
Don't try to me 'cause I'm not a playa
Hey yo I shot the place up and pass the heat off like a hot
I'm out to make a million but still I'm rowdy
So I it happen rappin before I have to kill somebody
That's how it is in the stone
If you known to own a guaranteed nigga gon mug you
And no one you when you broke as shit, focus kid
Commercials don't lie, to die? Coke is in
Blow life away, that's a big price to pay
You coulda been teachin your kid how to his bike today

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10]
I hit the la la, and the ya ya
And if don't get him, I promise I'll try
Hoo Bangin affiliates is the williest so the
Really get to see just how fast the nine spit
10, Big Pun and Joey Crack
Real niggas push big and big sacks
said it was cool, I got to ok this
I usually want paytons, y'all bring the scale so we can weight
It better be pure, hope you ain't got a mix
Hey yo, put it up there, and sure it's all 36
I hope you can nigga, better be precise
If it ain't all there that's your and your life
From the school of hard knocks, Inglewood to the
We hit the blocks and cook the rocks in forty
Hit like we supposed to, sippin on Hen
TS and 10, so let the games begin

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