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fat joe - fuck 50 lyrics

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yeah, that’ll do it, yeah, i love hip hop
i love this m-th-f-cking hip hop game
this n-gg- here is a real n-gg- man
stay in your motherf-cking lane n-gg-
you f-cking with the don n-gg- crack follow me

fifty meet, fifty, he’s the fakest thug you’ve ever seen
curtis, curtis jackson, how come you can never ever be seen
once i got you, imma give you my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo, my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
i’mma give it to you baby, nice and slow

fifty you goin to end up dead when you f-cking with crack
talk about your girl pop off, where the f-ck you be at
i see mj in the hood more than curtis
matter of fact, this beef sh-t is making n-gg-z nervous

it’s gonna be families grieving every sunday service
end up with your head popped off thanks to curtis
but he dont care, he’s still locked up in his house and sh-t
steroid up and he won’t come about that b-tch

is it me or does candy shop sound like magic stick?
in the video, this n-gg- fifty bout to strip
shaking his -ss, what the f-ck is wrong with this n-gg-
fifty don’t make me, brap

oh yeah, you got sixty-five n-gg-z on your team
and they’re not from south side jamaica, queens
they’re the boys in blue, and i’m just speaking the truth
yeah we all see the b-tch in you, follow me

fifty meet, fifty, he’s the fakest thug you’ve ever seen
(it’s crack)
curtis, curtis jackson, how come you can never ever be seen
once i got you, i’mma give you my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(sh-t all on you n-gg-s)
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(mof-cker)
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(it’s crack, it’s crack, it’s crack)
brap
i’mma give it to you baby, nice and slow

now let’s take it back to vibe awards
where that n-gg- disrespect and then snuffed your b-lls
a minute ago, all i heard was g-g-g-g-unit
fifty n-gg-z ran and they didn’t even do sh-t

that’s a shame, i was sitting right in the front
waiting for you n-gg-z to dunk
where are all your guns and them teflon vests?
we them terror squad boys

you should know not to test us hate it or love it, the game’s on top
now you jealous of him, when your sh-t going to stop?
you’s cb4, you’s a b-tch n-gg- straight out of low cash
la don’t believe him, this n-gg- is so -ss

you dissed lean back, said my sh-t was a dud
now tell me, have you ever seen ’em up in the club?
nop, nop, nop shawty
that’s right, you singin’ more than you rappin’
now fifty that ain’t right

fifty, meet fifty, he’s the fakest thug you’ve ever seen
curtis, curtis jackson, how come you can never ever be seen
once i got you, i’mma give you
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(they say motherf-cking movie n-gg-)
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
(it’s crack b-tch)
my, my, fo fo fo fo fo
i’mma give it to you baby, nice and slow

new york

i know what y’all thinkin’ man y’all thinkin’ jd gonna slam lyrically
this n-gg- be crazy for dissin’ fat joe man he really crazy tho
this n-gg- be walkin’ around with twenty cops talking sh-t on records
and never be comin’ out of his house feel like he can’t get touched man
i’m gonna respond one time, one time only

it ain’t gonna be more songs to me man
this is for all the m-th- f-ckers who doubted crack
trust me, n-gg- can respond ten thousand times
i ain’t talkin’ back to that n-gg- one thing i will real promise you
i won’t get you i’m a get your family that’s it man crack b-tch
it’s gonna be a real ugly summer man

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