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Fat Joe lyrics The Crack Attack lyrics Yea, uhh quot;I bet you thought I left you hangin quot; Yea yea, yeah quot;I bet you thought I left you hangin quot; Terror Squad again.. long overdue baby quot;I-I-I bet you thought I left you hangin quot; Don Cartagena, bring you the best in hardcore hip-hop quot;J-J-Joe Crack returns bangin quot; Yea, uhh Yo it's the Don of rap, sippin Cognac, hit you on the back with the Mac (CLAK CLAK) slip you into cardiac It's the art of rap at the illest form from a killer's point of view, who thrives off the area jealous ones You could tell it's on from my introduction Hibernate the junction with killin somethin when you was barely dumpin You ain't even nuttin to worry about I flurried your mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house Then I'm hurryin out in the expedition, professional hit men The vestibule shit from the credible disses Federals is listenin to my conversations, tapin all the songs I'm makin Shakin down every ounce of my congregation John Blazin, raisin the stakes, changin your fate Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face Make no mistake, that's how I do my thing Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin, it's not a game quot;Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you quot; -- Mobb Deep (repeat 4X) Uhh, uhh, yea Joe Crack takin a L and make Tone roll over in his grave, never that T.S. got his dreams and discourage the brave, remember that I been bustin guns since the infamous days of leather hats Varsity sweaters with big letters black Pushin the illest whips down fifty-fifth where killers riff, without havin to split Phillies and sniff And Willies who shift jobs from Chili willin to leave you stiff Fulfillin my biggest wish, in this illegal shit Quarter Maris stay slugger with karats, never offered marriage When my corpse is carried my moms'll get all my cabbage Terror Squad is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics Floss like it's a habit, eight shot up in my Louis baggage You knew we knew we had you, lay half your crew in gravel Caught you slippin with your Boo and started shootin at you Out of captivity, left Relativity Now we on the Big-ger Beat, Terror Squad trilogy, what quot;Take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you quot; -- Mobb Deep (repeat 8X) Other Fat Joe lyrics: J.O.S.E. lyrics King Of N.Y. lyrics Opposites Attract (What They Like) lyrics Definition Of A Don lyrics My Lifestyle lyrics We Thuggin lyrics What's Luv? lyrics He's Not Real lyrics Murder Rap lyrics The Wild Life lyrics Still Real lyrics We Thuggin (Remix) lyrics Fight Club lyrics It's Okay lyrics Get The Hell On With That lyrics Take A Look At My Life lyrics Bust At You lyrics Prove Something lyrics TS Piece lyrics It's Nothing lyrics Turn Me On lyrics Crush Tonight lyrics All I Need lyrics We Run This Shit lyrics Shit Is Real Pt. III lyrics Livin' Fat lyrics Da Fat Gangsta lyrics The Shit Is Real lyrics You Must Be Out Of Your Fuckin' Mind lyrics Bronx Tale lyrics Success lyrics Envy lyrics Fat Joe's In Town lyrics Part Deux lyrics The Shit Is Real (DJ Premier Remix) lyrics Respect Mine lyrics Watch Out lyrics Say Word lyrics Dedication lyrics Bronx Keeps Creating It lyrics Triplets lyrics Find Out lyrics Don Cartagena lyrics My World lyrics John Blaze lyrics Walk On By lyrics Dat Gangsta Shit lyrics Bet Ya Man Can't (Triz) lyrics Misery Needs Company lyrics The Hidden Hand lyrics My Prerogative lyrics Good Times lyrics Terror Squadians lyrics Another Wild Nigga From The Bronx lyrics Bad Bad Man lyrics Flow Joe lyrics Da Fat Gansta lyrics Get On Up lyrics I Got This In A Smash lyrics I'm A Hit That lyrics Living Fat lyrics You Must Be Out Of Your Fucking Mind lyrics Shorty Gotta Fat Ass lyrics This Shit Is Real lyrics Watch The Sound lyrics |