Yeah.. now in ninety-three
Everybody knows the flav
Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah
You know my style
Fat Joe, a.k.a. Da Fat Gangsta
I'm no joke, and I'm far from a prankster
I got skills, aiyyo word life
Suckers is scared, because they know I live trife
As I troop down the streets of a ghetto
Skins are jockin, and always screamin hello
But I keep drivin in my jet black Beamer
I'm not a daydreamer, but I'm known as a scheamer
I'm dead-ass, when it comes to this
And if you fuck around, your moms'll reminisce
Thinkin of the good times she spent with her son
Somebody shoulda told you that I wasn't the one
Yes I'm known to get nuff respect
and if you face Fat Joe, well then you face your death
Now in ninety-three, it's time to take a stand
And you know how I'm livin, I'm a bad, bad, man
Niggaz know the flav
"I'm a bad, bad, man!" (cut and scratched 2X)
Check it
All the old folks, hate my guts
Cause I be hittin all they daughters and they big fat butts
Cause I'm the papichulo when it comes to rap
whether
uptown
turned
tried
style
stand
spread
spoke
somebody
showbiz
screamin
skills
scared
suckers
scandal
respect
reminisce
underground
times
ready
prankster
snitch
police
peeps
ninety
niggaz
thinkin
nigga
troop
never
streets
missed
makin
crazy
candle
butts
always
cause
gunshot
layin
comes
catch
handle
chills
rollin
capone
everybody
beamer
blast
motherfuckers
chillin
because
buckshot
wished
stunts
shoulda
leave
check
bitch
daughters
scratched
boogie
daydreamer
related
death
takin
gotta
middle
diamond
skins
checkin
knows
drivin
props
folks
shame
ground
worst
joints
friends
gangsta
peace
hittin
around
ghetto
spent
handicapped
caught
hello
internationally
black
jazzy
livin
three
known
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