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Ninety-three time man
(All out yo, youknowhatI'msayin')

A Puba, Diamond D
Fat Joe, time to get the dough
Puba,Diamond D
Fat Joe, time to get the dough

Boom bip, BAM, I am
fans in Japan, be tellin' me I'm the man
Fat Joe, a.k.a. the woman
Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my

So back up, yo, I'ma set it
Fuckin' with me, you won't to regret it
I don't fake moves, I peeps
I'm niggaz gold chains, they cash and the Jeeps

See, I give a fuck about a niggaz rep
We can go for glock or tec for tec, sheeeeyit
I heard a motherfucker to turn snitch
I cut the niggaz head off and sent it to his fuckin'

I lettin' a nigga take the stand
Sammy the Bull, be one dead man
See suckers hang with the slang
And if bring the whole gang
Well, then they'll all catch a

I come the Bronx and not the Boogie down
Niggaz don't ever come and in my part of town
See everybody my pedigree
There ain't another motherfuckers better than me

I could em pump, I could make 'em jump
But I'm mostly known for givin' niggaz lumps
So better chill and maintain
I'm blowin' motherfuckers out the

And if a try to flex
Fuck around and a motherfuckin' suplex
I'm a like a shower
test the Puerto Rican power

Fat Joe in the of ninety-three
Peace to Pu' and my man Diamond D
So punks jump up to get down
Yeah, but for now the sound

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it, yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin' flow
Niggaz the game
It's to blow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame
Guess who comes to

If you motherfuckers don't know, well, a hint
It's the God and I still bag
Make the girls feel hot, be like a with the bag of dicks
So on cause I'm comin' for the basket

Say to your friends and start headin' for the casket
So Doogie make the and light the chocolate
That you got from Willy Wonka in the Factory
Let's squeeze a trigger for the

See I to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the Hilfiger
I flips the flavor-loo
It's good for a fuck or two, you couldn't see
No what the fuck you do
I smash that ass like a of hash
I rob you for cash, you little bitch ass

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know the flav, I don't have to take a step
I earn my respect then quiet as
Yeah, your grill if you try to catch wreck
the back of your neck,and take your Youth Core check

I make more dough than Gregory
Never have to raise a fist, I keep my in check
I play a nigga out, like a Las Vegas
Living in the light, just like Wheeler

So back up and a good look because you should look
At what a cook, can do without a fuckin' cookbook
I sniff coke and I don't smoke coolies
Even Italians say I'm one cool

But call me JoJo
I'm quick to stick a chick, 'cause I kick the BoBo
On the Northside, on the Southside, on the
You can't budge me nigga, the best tried
To pull a fast one, but you know what happened to the last

He got his motherfuckin' ass
So up, front, I'm not a bitch-ass chump
Chicks by the clicks, my pockets got the mumps
See, I'm the wrong to fuck with
try to play yourself, 'cause you'll be stuck with

A motherfuckin' ice right through the cheek
I'm leavin' niggaz, layin' in the street
I won't 'fess, walk around a vest
Knockin' niggaz off, 'cause I could care

You want a fair one, it
And girlfriend, yo, I let my man hit it
So save the bluff, you know you tough
I pull card 'cause you're soft like fluff kid
I never did a bid
I punch a down a Row named Skid

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