Fat Joe]

Yeah.. uh huh..

Chill.. hah yeah..

C'mon..



I'm comin rougher than the roughest motherfucker could get

Playin Russian Roulette never lost a bet yet

Bluffin ain't my style niggaz ain't sayin nothin

Cause I'm buckwild without frontin

Raw to the core I grew up poor

Once I hit the door I began to explore

Curiosity killed my cat but not me

because I learned how to kill with agility

I grew up in the South Bronx, punch you in your mouth punk

I know these streets like Fred Sanford knows junk

In the trunk of a car lays a body

Head decapitated, bust him with my shotty

Stabbed the mug, to make sure, he wasn't comin back

Now police, can picture that, with a Kodak.. huh!

They can't stop me with a homicide investigation

Cause if they do my crew is hittin up the station

Your best bet, is to let me jet

Cause I bring war, like a vet, when I'm upset.. huh!

I'm not the one you wanna play out in a program

Yo, you better tell them who the hell I am



"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah! (2X)

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"



[Fat Joe]

Now on the hip-hop tip, I'm no joke

Get live at a jam, and leave a system broke when I spoke

MC's froze, but I never said freeze

Hopin I don't hit em like a fucked up disease

Fall up in the club, Mr. Hype for a night

Choke a rapper with a cord, hang him from the lights.. huh!

Now you do wanna mess around with the Fat Man

cause you see my face in every newsstand

Every other magazine from Billboard to Spin

Pick it up and read Fat Joe strikes again

How true, I'm not about weed and brew

I'm just another papichulo like the rest of my crew

So give me the microphone

This jam is dedicated to my main man Tone

Cause he flips, and I flip, and we flip the script

And you know, you don't wanna get your ass WHIPPED

Party over here, another in the hospital

Lincoln, Memorial, notice that's how I sent you, hah

I was the one who played the shoot 'em up games

Here's another patient, and yo what's my name?



"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah! (2X)

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"



[Fat Joe]

So I cruise around in the B-M

or in the Benz, hurtin enemies and makin new friends

They shake my hand, smile in my face

The nine's in my waist, so there won't be a chase

That's it, the situation is blown out of proportion

When you leave, you must use caution

Look over your shoulder, even on your block

When I come to visit, you know you're in shock

So don't say who is it, act like you know

Kickin down doors is the Gangsta Fat Joe

And I got no time for games

My name is goin down in the gangsta hall of fame



"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Yeah!

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am

"This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta"



[Fat Joe]

Yeah.. Fat Joe Da Gangsta

Representin in ninety-three

Peace to my man Diamond D

Peace out to my man Ski

This jam is ?letido?, ha hah