Fat Joe - Da Fat Gangsta Lyrics
[fat joe]Yeah.. uh-huh..Chill.. hah, yeah..Cmon..Im comin rougher than the roughest mother*****er could getPlayin russian roulette, never lost a bet yetBluffin, aint my style, niggaz aint sayin nothinCause Im buckwild without frontinRaw to the core, I grew up poorOnce I hit the door, I began to exploreCuriosity killed my cat, but not meBecause I learned how to kill with agilityI grew up in the south bronx, punch you in your mouth punkI know these streets like fred sanford knows junkIn the trunk of a car lays a bodyHead decapitated, bust him with my shottyStabbed the mug, to make sure, he wasnt comin backNow police, can picture that, with a kodak.. huh!They cant stop me with a homicide investigationCause if they do my crew is hittin up the stationYour best bet, is to let me jetCause I bring war, like a vet, when Im upset.. huh!Im not the one you wanna play out in a programYo, you better tell them who the hell I amThis is joe da fat gangsta yeah! (2x)This is joe da fat gangsta tell em who the hell I amThis is joe da fat gangsta[fat joe]Now on the hip-hop tip, Im no jokeGet live at a jam, and leave a system broke when I spokeMcs froze, but I never said freezeHopin I dont hit em like a *****ed up diseaseFall up in the club, mr. hype for a nightChoke a rapper with a cord, hang him from the lights.. huh!Now you do wanna mess around with the fat manCause you see my face in every newsstandEvery other magazine from billboard to spinPick it up and read fat joe strikes againHow true, Im not about weed and brewIm just another papichulo like the rest of my crewSo give me the microphoneThis jam is dedicated to my main man toneCause he flips, and I flip, and we flip the scriptAnd you know, you dont wanna get your ass whippedParty over here, another in the hospitalLincoln, memorial, notice thats how I sent you, hahI was the one who played the shoot em up gamesHeres another patient, and yo whats my name?This is joe da fat gangsta yeah! (2x)This is joe da fat gangsta tell em who the hell I amThis is joe da fat gangsta[fat joe]So I cruise around in the b-mOr in the benz, hurtin enemies and makin new friendsThey shake my hand, smile in my faceThe nines in my waist, so there wont be a chaseThats it, the situation is blown out of proportionWhen you leave, you must use cautionLook over your shoulder, even on your blockWhen I come to visit, you know youre in shockSo dont say who is it, act like you knowKickin down doors is the gangsta fat joeAnd I got no time for gamesMy name is goin down in the gangsta hall of fameThis is joe da fat gangsta yeah!This is joe da fat gangsta tell em who the hell I amThis is joe da fat gangsta[fat joe]Yeah.. fat joe da gangstaRepresentin in ninety-threePeace to my man diamond dPeace out to my man skiThis jam is ? letido? , ha hah
