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fat joe & dre - day 1's lyrics

[intro]
this is
this
this

[chorus: dre]
we was on the same track, me and my day one
never a doubt, it’s a fact, that’s my day one
i never thought it’d come to this, not my day one
i never thought i’d see the day you wasn’t day one
we used to smoke together, make plans together
plottin’ on a billion dollars and stay rich forever
ball together and laugh together
but now you got a n-gga f-cked up (got me f-cked up, oh yeah)
f-cked up, f-cked up, f-cked up (now you got a n-gga f-cked up)
yeah, yeah
f-cked up, f-cked up, f-cked up

[verse 1: dre]
checkmate, 12 on the way
they sent a caravan of narcs to the estate
escape routes, it ain’t no routes for your escape
they got the blueprints and plans, they been plottin’ this for days
come get your man, he been leakin’ sh-t for months
eating bacon turkey sandwiches with pigs over lunch
you like, not the one you stood beside when it was war
i’m like, i tried to tell you stay the f-ck away from boy, a’ight?
i hope you stashed away some cash and royalties
chains is cool to cop, but more important is lawyer fees
stick to the rules, n-gga, that’s how it goes
’cause this is business, and it ain’t personal

[chorus: dre & fat joe]
we was on the same track, me and my day one
never a doubt, it’s a fact, that’s my day one
i never thought it’d come to this, not my day one
i never thought i’d see the day you wasn’t day one
we used to smoke together, make plans together
plottin’ on a billion dollars and stay rich forever
ball together and laugh together
but now you got a n-gga f-cked up (got me f-cked up, oh yeah)
f-cked up, f-cked up, f-cked up (now you got a n-gga f-cked up)
yeah, yeah
f-cked up, f-cked up, f-cked up (swear to god these n-ggas got us f-cked up, yo)

[verse 2: fat joe]
the irs is in my books, accountant told me to chill
percy caught a murder case, guess who’s footin’ the bill
pistol caught three attempts, guess who’s footin’ the bill
now n-ggas get to questionin’ me like, “who’s real?”
i was locked up, you was tappin’ my accounts
came home like fredo, n-gga, you had to bounce
you was my day one, i mean the main one
“loyal” tatted on your arm, but you ain’t one
she was my day one, we used to sleep on the mattress
way before all the money, all the features, and actin’
feds on my -ss, i’m tryna duck me a rico
all up on cnn, tryna save puerto rico
this is real life, ain’t nothin’ pretend
got rid of my enemies ’cause i made ’em my friends
always stick to the code, man, you know how that go
strictly business and it ain’t personal

[outro: big bank dte]
timeout for the bullsh-t, man
i gotta keep it all way tall wit’ y’all
i don’t give a f-ck how much dope you sold, how many n-ggas you done k!lled
how many banks you done robbed, how many n-ggas you done robbed
whatever you done did, gangsta in the streets now
all that sh-t go away once you tell on a n-gga, man
ain’t no such thing as a legendary rat
once you told, my n-gga, yo… yo stripes and everything has been taken away
you have motherf-ckin’ damaged your whole, the rest of your family tree
your son is a lil’ rat now
you know what i’m sayin’?
y’all stop praisin’ these rat -ss n-ggas, man
throwin’ these n-ggas parties and sh-t
you f-cked your legacy up, dawg
i don’t give a f-ck what you did
once you told on a n-gga, you f-cked that up
ain’t no legendary rat
you’ll never be honored

- fat joe dre lyrics

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