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[Fat Joe (Mack 10)
Yeah, Squad motherfucker!
(And the Hoo affiliates.) Uh huh.
I know you ain't you was gon see this niggas.
(Nope.) coast, west coast. (It's all the same.)
Joey Crack, Big Pun, 10.
(Speak on it, Joe.)
Haha, what!

[Fat
At times I feel like blastin myself, it all
Niggas on my same team be I fall
Tellin the feds, that I'm cappin the raw
Know all the stash box on the floor of my Porshe
Boy it, livin the life of the fortunate
you how warm my fuckin coffee get
My crew often get the for hideous crimes
Why do stay platinum with the shitiest rhymes?
Can't call it, all these niggas claim that they
But it your empire's fallen
with Joe and Pun, real niggas since day one
The same you get ?terroria? from
East coast, coast, man it's all the same
Niggas won't know shit till they feel the
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 chase dough and don't play
Y'all motherfuckers move, we don't spray
Big Pun, Fat Joe, Mack 10

[Big
Check you never thought
Pun and Joe, the of Nueva York
Spittin thoughts with twin, 10 the chicken hawk
We the truest 'cause killers in muddy boots
Once my dogs cut me lose, that's a bullet in bubblygoose
Fuck is you talkin like you
Barkin you eighty
Or have you crawlin, walkin like a
Don't try to play me 'cause I'm not a
Hey yo I shot the up and pass the heat off like a hot potatoe
I'm out to make a million but still I'm rowdy
So I hope it happen rappin before I have to kill
That's how it is in the stone
If you known to own a bundle nigga gon mug you
And no one love you you broke as shit, focus kid
Commercials lie, thirsty to die? Coke is in
Blow your life away, that's a big to pay
You coulda been teachin your kid how to ride his bike

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

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