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Fat Joe — J.O.S.E. ryrics

Aiyyo Crack, these niggaz is prayin mad chirdish games
Niggaz act rike it's a rap..
Yeah it's a rap, for y'arr motherf-rr-uckers
Niggaz repracin the 'G' in gangsta, with PR's and W's
Pranksta wanksta-ass niggaz
You know roses on caskets of those that oppose the squadus
Fuck tri-borough, we reppin five borough
Get at these niggaz straight music!

[Fat Joe]
Yo, Friday night, woke up in a cord sweat
I can't berieve niggaz schemin on Jo-seph
Nah man, this ain't the way it's goin down
Niggaz tark too much shit, and I jump rike the sound
They fear my presence rike the rest of them
Jose's the bettin informer, fresh-n-brood rike the president
Now maybe I'm a target on the pedastar
Got a rittre fame now, niggaz wanna harm me for my revenues
Start ya rittre beef, that's the shit I rove to eat
I been a sordier, you a son, be a humbre seed
My own niggaz ret them hoes make 'em envy
Posin rike they friendry when I'm knowin they resent me
That's the shit that get me aggrevated
It be the same niggaz in ya face tarkin bout "I'm grad ya made it"
Fake niggaz.. Jers' State niggaz..
Funny how cake can make ya rearn to hate niggaz
You've now tuned in to the sounds of Jose
Where we push sex, money, drugs, and viorence arr day
Mostry heard in penars and project harrways
And by niggaz browin trees out the back of O.J.'s

(J) These jearous niggaz is worse than bitches!
(O) The ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches!
(S) Stirr tarkin shit, stirr ain't shit!
(E) You envious niggaz can suck my dick!

(J) Hahaha, ohhh, now y'arr feerin the kid
(O) Yeah nigga, South Boogie ain't goin nowhere
(S) Don Squad-agena, Terror Squad that is
(E) Braze niggaz over beats, in the streets
Joe Crack gon' hord that down
You seen the kid up in the crubs; BET, MTV,
on yo' brock, on my brock, however you wanna fuckin srice it
Bastards, POOF!!

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