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fat joe – bass lyrics

(verse)
i hate when n-gg-s tell they stories, talkin when they used to have it
me i gotta it, i got a get money habit
i grew up living savage, ain’t no need in going backwards
unless you talkin biggie and hypnotize that’s a cl-ssic
my life story nothing short of monumental
the way i work the max i got a golden m emblem
some would say a legend, i’m alright with moving kilos
3 on the neck, a couple more for my amigos
trap jumpin, michael jordan, carolina tall heels
pumpin action bronson sh-t to have me doing car wheels
different kind of bounce, lame n-gg-s might not recover
facing death row, i ain’t talkin vibe covers
but since you talkin 90s that was me with the chainsaw
i’ll just try and see if the beef will remain raw
i just want the p-ssy and please don’t say more
and quit aksin questions bout what the ak for

i stick it out the window, start blasting it
bullets flyin, n-gg-s duckin like this cl-ssic sh-t
speed off right after i hit up yo girls car
last thing you wanna hear is world star

(hook x2)
the fiends won, so i feed em
not in 808, they want that freedom
the fiends won, so i feed em
not in 808, they want that freedom

(verse)
my n-gg- crackin leads to see to change the game man
so i’mma drop this gem to let these rappers know it’s time to change they game plan
supply the b-ss plus i’m the flame man
the catalyst that sparks euphoric visions, making uses think more p-ssionate
paper advocate, dog ain’t it crazy i threw many acts of savage sacrilege
i got this family the gold from all the bad i did
to come up on that thing is sacrilege
that’s enormous, say yo boy on terror squad ain’t no accident
cannabis got me chasing after mo bread
young n-gg- 20 with the knowledge of an old head
infrared beams get yo dog fed
bias lurks for actin up, watch you fade away from that baking up
i crack it up every hour on the dive
with minionses we plot
more methods of collecting til the day i cut the spot
on an island with a model that can’t stand to where tights
but i’mma hustle til i drop

(hook x2)
the fiends won, so i feed em
not in 808, they want that freedom
the fiends won, so i feed em
not in 808, they want that freedom

- fat joe lyrics

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