My FoFo (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

with the Don nigga Follow me [Chorus] Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug that you've ever seen Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never ever been seen Once I got you, I'm gonna give you My

My FoFo Fat Joe

You fucking with the Don nigga Folow me [Chorus] Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever seen Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come he can never ever be seen Once I got you, I'm gonna give you my

Intro (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

Yes indeed And I say New York City I play a witness That there will never be a greater MC Greater lyricist to touch the mic Then the late great Christopher Lee [Incomprehensible] Oh you're my enormous

Beat Novacane (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Yeah, T.S., yeah, uhh Yo, yo... Wonder if we all V-S'es'us Wanna know the streets that we fuss Now sit back and witness the di-rector's cut And niggaz throw your T.S.'

So Much More (Album Version - Explicit Version) Fat Joe

to party so get up on your feet Yea baby just truk that body and sing along with me come on I know you been searching for someone who Satisfies you and gives you so much more Cost you when my

Rock Ya Body (Album Version - Explicit Version) Fat Joe

Aoww, Cool and Dre I was the one who believed in you I got one bad chick, she by my side About two more waitin' outside Pull out the red carpet, walk past the line Pass the keys, tell 'em please valet

Does Anybody Know (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe imitating KRS-One] Wa-ta-ta-tang, wa-ta-ta-tang, tang Listen to my nine millimeter go BANG! [sample - "Joe" by Jackie Moore] Does anybody know... Joe...

Temptation Part I (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe] Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent

Temptation Part II (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[27 second skit opens song telling Pablo his sister is dead] [Chorus: 'Pablo'] Joe Crack's that nigga I'll crack that nigga, hold THAT lil' nigga I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow

Beat Novacane (Album Ver.) (Explicit) Fat Joe

Yeah, TS, yeah, uhh Yo, yo Wonder if we all V S'es'us Wanna know the streets that we fuss Now sit back and witness the di rector's cut And niggaz throw your TS's up BEAT NOVACANE Go figure it, Joe Crack

I Can Do U (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Chorus: singer repeats 2X] I can do you, do you, better better better than he can, baby baby [Fat Joe - over Chorus] Yeah, uhh, it's Cook The voice is so floetry, it's so magnetic Hahahaha, aowwwwwww

Everybody Get Up (Album Version - Explicit) (Feat. Timbaland) Fat Joe

[Chorus 1: Fat Joe] Get up, get get, get down You ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Chorus 2: Fat Joe] She's bad, she's bad

Safe 2 Say (Album Version - Explicit) (The Incredible) Fat Joe

did the shit to death I guess I ain't killin it this rhyme I'm here to raise the dead I'm here to raise the stakes this time it's ten mill Supply the sink ill, ship five and then build And I'm - Joe

Intro (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[Joe Budden - repeat in background 9X] I'm comin, I'm comin, I'm comin [Joe - talking over background vocals] Okay the time has finally come beautiful people Jeah I've been singin this tune for entirely

Nothing's Gonna Stop Me (Album Version (Explicit)) Terror Squad

"Nothing's Gonna Stop Me" [Chorus] Nothing's gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop Nothing's gonna stop me [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Ay yo I walk the walk, talk the talk New York what's liver son

Focus (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[Intro] Salutation, Joe Budden here I be your host tonight for this evening, you know Doug B. with the banger, Red, Nitty, holla Shouts is stupid let that bass knock [Verse 1] Still on your block

10 Mins. (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

(Joe Talking) Uh So what I'mma do is like I just kinda wanted to be able to ya know Smoke by myself Without kinda being bothered by what a mother fucker has to say Or without really havin to do

Drop Drop (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

Uh huh, yeah Oh no (louder) oh no (louder) Uh huh, uh huh [Chorus] (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them (Shots shots) - my

Porno Star (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[Joe Budden] Mami - dude you love dick, caress and rub dick Love street niggaz, love a thug dick But you don't look like you gettin enough dick But do you fuck in public and suck dick Are you down

Calm Down (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

Look, I was such a lost soul, just wanted to be down with something Look at your son now mommy I amounted to something You couldn't figure out, what I had messed with the streets for Cause you saw my

Fire (Yes, Yes Y'all) (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

alright You know I slurp my drink I'm clipped inside - kids aight (Just Blaze!)

Tattle Teller (Album Version (Explicit)) Tony Yayo

conspiracy got agents in your spot for them bricks of raw And people tellin on you that you never saw Like your next door neighbor that live on your floor The game over, man everybody wanna snatch Fat

Pump It Up (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

little hypno, throwin' it up But I'm only dealing with freaks that wanna cut Ma if you agree I want nut Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut (Uuh) Chorus: Fellas, Do ya thing lemme do my

Tight (Album Version) (Feat. Fat Joe) Remy Ma

[Remy:] This is, this is, this is this, this is [Fat Joe:] are to the Eezy [Remy:] Listen, listen, listen, listen [Fat Joe:] M to the wizzeye, you so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah ain't nobody fuckin wit

Lean Back (Remix feat. Lil Jon& Eminem& Mase & Remy Martin) (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Chorus: Fat Joe] Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Come on I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants

Give Me Reason (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[Joe Budden] Hold up nigga, slow up nigga Don't start a war unless your dough's up, nigga Know what nigga? Joe's up nigga Y'all shouldn't cry about it, grow up nigga Guess what y'all?

Clock Strikes (Album Version (Explicit)) Timbaland

See, them other crews could not figure me It's the Mag and double-ooh, got that fat CD Buck a crystal, hit a nigga with my blunt Philly Fake MC's getting assed like they eatin chili Only way they seem

Walk With Me (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

sure with me, come and take a short walk with me,Vs.1 Yo, im seeing a couple things wrong with the way that im living, so come and walk with me I just need a second opinion, ill introduce u to my

Dog House (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

'Cause once a good man gone Damn That's that type of shit you don't want, girl I thought it was us forever You the only one I ever wanted to share my life with, grow old with Now you done fucked that all

Stand Up Nucca (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[Joe Budden] Uh-huh...

Free (Album Version (Explicit)) Freeway

Nigga, the name is strong, it can mean ten things in one This dedicated to my niggas that grind from ten to ten In other words all day duck the cops cuz they wanna be free Man, them gates is strong and

Faded Pictures (Album Version (Explicit)) Case

(yeahh, oh yeah) Sometimes you can end up with (c'mon Joe, c'mon, ready) Somebody you really don't wanna be with (no way, babe) And others left to figure it out (oh, sing it for me Case) Check it

They Don't Love You (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

don't God is the greatest, God is the greatest, God is the greatest Say they will, but shit, you know they won't Yeah, you hear me, you don't feel me, though And you are not the only one Reminiscin', my

Yeah Yeah Yeah (Album Version (Explicit)) Terror Squad

yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Check it [Verse One: Remy Martin] You see the girl get it popping like no other Now they call me Streets cause I, be on the block and I'm so gutter My

Get It Poppin' (Featuring Nelly) (Album Version - Exp. Version) [Serban Main 4/20/05] Fat Joe

packing Bitches hate the bag and ditch us The hate game is vicious and we can get it poppin the the bathroom Dont be selfish go ahead and pass it to em And we can all f*** that Its like a million on my

Ma Ma Ma (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden, 112

[112 + (Joe)] 112! (Jump off!)

Combat (Album Version (Explicit)) Flobots

No known beat that can keep me lonely Combat to get you to bomb back I know how to rip a mic different I grip it like so Tight like a kryptonite with a bike pole Sparks from my lips ignite liquid nitro

Real Life In Rap (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X] I hate y'all duuuuuuudes That get real life and rap confuuuuuuused Don't get it fucked up, and don't get shoooot Tryin to be somethin you're nooooot -- my niggaz want war,

Forever (Album Version (Explicit)) Ghostface Killah

it's four in the morning, I decide to turn over Pull down your little red drawers and start to kiss you all over You hope it ('last, forever') I know baby, I hope it ('last, forever') So I, took off my

Muah (Album Version (Explicit)) Electrik Red

If you were my man I would do It to you. Thanks for the drink, but, you Betta move. Cause I'm up in here with two. [Chorus:] And I'm the sh t with the sh t shawty.?

Curious (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Joe) Tony Yayo

(My name is Kay) Where you from? (I'm from Brooklyn) I'm sayin so why you wit that bird over there?

Cheka (Album Version (Explicit)) Method Man, Redman

[Method Man] Okay to hey hey baby, me and Doc about to blow My Saturday Night's a Special and they're pointed at your nose Aiy-yo, save the speculations and the rumors Comin sooner then you think I

The World Changed On Me (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

When old pimps was outside with young hookers I sprayed the block, nobody seen shit (Doo-doo-doo-doo) Dapper Dan down, the whole team drip Rose up from the dungeons, no one gave me nothing Was cold, my

Superman (Album Version) Joe Brooks

There are no words, to paint a picture of you girl Your eyes, those curves, it's like you're from some other world You walk my way, oh God it's so frustrating.

Clientele Kidd (Album Version (Explicit)) Raekwon

To the death and he Billboard climbin' [Fat Joe] Yeah uh Yo Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti Just waitin' for Rae to give met he cue and you

Voices (Album Version) Joe Brooks

The devil on my shoulder Speaks so smooth to me Scarlet lips and silver tongue So easy to believe But I can't seem to grow Can't seem to change my way While you're in control Darkness

Brokenheartsville (Album Version) Joe Nichols

They can kiss my glass... I hope she's happy with him... Here's to the girl... Who wrecked my world... That angel who did me in... I think the devil... Drives a Coup de Ville...

Shake (Album Version (Explicit)) Cam'ron

on me Lookin like I'm nicotine But it's all for the green like Listerine Had to diss the queen thinkin I'm gon' get her jeans I ain't Ginuwine, ma, my mission's mean All my nigga team fix the

Kaleidoscope (Album Version) Joe Brooks

heart of steel From melting to the ground She's in a kaleidoscope She's in a oooh, kaleidoscope Her moats around her fortress Her long technicolor hair She dangles almost to the ground So that my

U Ain't Gotta Go Home (Album Version (Explicit)) Joe Budden

[DJ Clue] Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm Jump off Joe Buddens, on top This go out to all my niggaz You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game All my ladies,