I don't give a **** about your faults or mishappens, shit
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
Why you think mu'****ers nicknamed me Cook Coke B***h
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo shit
Fat nigga with the shotty with the logo kid!
Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)
R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
And we - walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the **** I call a chain reaction
See Money Ain't a Thing b***h, we still the same niggas
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game b***h
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggas get tight when you worth some millions
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
These niggas make, gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up!
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]I don't give a **** about your faults or mishappens, shit
[00:33.27]We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
[00:37.74]Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on their face
[00:40.35]It's a cold world and this is ice
[00:42.18]Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
[00:44.76]Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
[00:47.31]Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
[00:52.56]Why you think mu'****ers nicknamed me Cook Coke B***h
[00:55.74]Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
[00:57.84]Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
[01:00.36]I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
[01:05.79]Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo shit
[01:07.89]Fat nigga with the shotty with the logo kid!
[01:10.56][Hook: Fat Joe]
[01:10.86]Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
[01:13.26]And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[01:20.52]I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
[01:23.34]And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[01:30.09](Come on!)
[01:30.57][Verse 2: Remy Martin]
[01:31.50]R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
[01:33.48]My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
[01:36.03]Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
[01:38.52]And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
[01:43.59]My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin
[01:46.08]We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
[01:48.33]So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
[01:50.97]Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
[01:53.55]And we - walk around the metal detectors
[01:56.07]And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
[01:58.65]In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
[02:01.02]Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
[02:03.63]Now that's what the **** I call a chain reaction
[02:06.12]See Money Ain't a Thing b***h, we still the same niggas
[02:08.97]Flows just changed now we bout to change the game b***h
[02:11.16][Hook: Fat Joe]
[02:17.82][Verse 3: Fat Joe]
[02:31.68]Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
[02:33.96]And that G4 can fly through any weather now
[02:36.36]See, niggas get tight when you worth some millions
[02:41.52]You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
[02:44.01]Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
[02:46.62]If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
[02:48.93]Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal
[02:51.30]If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
[02:54.06]These niggas make, gang signs commercial
[02:57.00]Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
[02:59.46]B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up!
[03:06.84]Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
[03:09.09]My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!
[03:39.21][ Hook: Fat Joe ]
📝 纯歌词版本
I don't give a **** about your faults or mishappens, shit
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
Why you think mu'****ers nicknamed me Cook Coke B***h
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo shit
Fat nigga with the shotty with the logo kid!
Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)
R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
And we - walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the **** I call a chain reaction
See Money Ain't a Thing b***h, we still the same niggas
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game b***h
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggas get tight when you worth some millions
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
These niggas make, gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up!
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00]I don't give a **** about your faults or mishappens, shit
[00:33.27]We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
[00:37.74]Half the niggas in the squad got a scar on their face
[00:40.35]It's a cold world and this is ice
[00:42.18]Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
[00:44.76]Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
[00:47.31]Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
[00:52.56]Why you think mu'****ers nicknamed me Cook Coke B***h
[00:55.74]Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
[00:57.84]Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
[01:00.36]I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
[01:05.79]Came out the gate on some Flo-Jo shit
[01:07.89]Fat nigga with the shotty with the logo kid!
[01:10.56][Hook: Fat Joe]
[01:10.86]Said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
[01:13.26]And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[01:20.52]I said my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants
[01:23.34]And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
[01:30.09](Come on!)
[01:30.57][Verse 2: Remy Martin]
[01:31.50]R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
[01:33.48]My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
[01:36.03]Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
[01:38.52]And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
[01:43.59]My niggas in the club, but you know they not dancin
[01:46.08]We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
[01:48.33]So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
[01:50.97]Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
[01:53.55]And we - walk around the metal detectors
[01:56.07]And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
[01:58.65]In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
[02:01.02]Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
[02:03.63]Now that's what the **** I call a chain reaction
[02:06.12]See Money Ain't a Thing b***h, we still the same niggas
[02:08.97]Flows just changed now we bout to change the game b***h
[02:11.16][Hook: Fat Joe]
[02:17.82][Verse 3: Fat Joe]
[02:31.68]Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
[02:33.96]And that G4 can fly through any weather now
[02:36.36]See, niggas get tight when you worth some millions
[02:41.52]You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
[02:44.01]Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
[02:46.62]If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
[02:48.93]Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal
[02:51.30]If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
[02:54.06]These niggas make, gang signs commercial
[02:57.00]Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up
[02:59.46]B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up!
[03:06.84]Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
[03:09.09]My niggas didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!
[03:39.21][ Hook: Fat Joe ]
Record this one
Let me take you home
She wanna take me home and lay me up inside her home
She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the morn'
And she said,...
Yea yea, what
Uh, terror squad
Uh, from the streets to the jail cell
But most of the time I kept that b***h happy
Charlie rock el d
It's tha liks six ...
Throw your hands in the air right now man
Yeah Khalid I see you ni**a
I don't give a f**k about your faults or mishappens ni**a
Half the niggaz in the...
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, i love to party
Plus i always cause trouble when i guzzle bacardi...
What the **** ya want from me
See I love my thugs but I'm a terrorist bitch and I'ma terrorize ya ass
Till gone for miles pana
What, bitch ass bitch!!...
2x
Yo
If you want it in the morning and you need it in the
Night
I'm a give it to you baby
I'm a give it to you right
Would you do whatever i want?
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Throw your hands in the air right now, man!
Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch, bitch!
Yeah, Khaled, I see you, bitch...
On the streets of New York
On the streets of New York
I was standin' by the Hydrin watchin' time fly by
Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe with them brown e...
Yeah What up man, this yo boy
T-Squad BX you know what it is man
It's been a long time man
Y'all **** niggaz think this shit is easy
Niggaz struggle f...