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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fat Joe
Fat Joe
Vocals
Big Punisher
Big Punisher
Vocals
Raekwon
Raekwon
Vocals
Armageddon
Armageddon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Lemay
Rodney Lemay
Songwriter
Christopher Rios
Christopher Rios
Songwriter
Joseph Cartegena
Joseph Cartegena
Songwriter
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter
Darrell Allamby
Darrell Allamby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Show
Show
Producer
Chris Conway
Chris Conway
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We get knots like stock brokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my **** who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner, son, fake a jack, you'll be a goner
[Verse 2]
Yo, control this rap Napoleon, half Mongolian
Hold it, you owe me in, rock 'em like linoleum, yeah
Lex, diamonds, shinin' like you rhymin', nine-two-nine-in'
Titanium glass, time to play that ass
Whirlwinds of French, come, movin' intense
Time to pull again, release the shell, well, make 'em yell again
So sleek, but I'ma be maxin' in suites
Countin' your paper and countin' your sheeps, hittin' your chick in Jeeps
Miraculously attack your faculty
Who wanna tackle me?
Your jack, mack, kidnap 'em for free
What, you got heat? You better pop those
We movin' like gestapos through underground potholes
The rock, those
Much land discoveries
Chrome rims, sippin' bubbly
Who livin' lovely?
Half a brick to cover me
So dissin' me, come on, now, listen, G
You's a dime, I'm a key
Thun, thun straight out of Sicily
Now back to the stash crib
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
One love, give 'em G facts, kid
[Verse 3]
We get knots like stock brokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my **** who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner, thun, fake a jack, you'll be a goner
[Verse 4]
Word life, I'll beat the infamous who leaks the witnesses
Cracks the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your crib
Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
I'll pistol whip you with my Smith & Wesson
'Cause my investment was sendin' rappers to Heaven
Gives me an erection
You need protection from the smooth assassin
Who really moves with action, blastin' mothafuckas execution fashion
Now who's the fat one that you love to hate?
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll whack you with my snub .38
It doesn't take much to make me restless
Look at my face and def and lose your breath
See, the trunk of my face is Lexus
You want test this, so really?
I make one call, I'll have the whole Wu comin' on the ferry
I'm very dangerous and well connected
I puff a L with Meth' and try to decide who's next to fill his neck slit
So respected and admired, the boss, retired, you lost
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios
[Verse 5]
We get knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my **** who splash cops
Rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner, thun, fake a jack, you'll be a goner
[Verse 6]
You guys despise guys like us
Guys like us disgust like Spartacus
You cuss, they clean a bus
You lust for a part of us, you thrust, but can't touch
Plus, we far from any type of fellas you can trust
Put the pressure on the mic, a bench press to your chest
Sound like sweat on my back, we're havin' sex, tight-ass flex
Pretty Pocahontas pussy sweet like my new TEC
Sis got curves like a GS, 300 Lex
My body's ninety-five percent alcohol, five percent cancer
Sosa diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy Gs is burnin' my gut
As I remember, my menage a trois while mindin my sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates done as well as you pronunciate
In the west, we're gonna break you off the isle
Take C-O's hostage, Arab style, no surrender
[Verse 7]
Gettin' knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my **** who splash cops
Rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner, thun, fake a jack, you'll be a goner
[Verse 8]
Yo, I'm all about business and enterprisin'
Advisin' fincial advisors on franchisin' to widen their horizons
Divisin' ideas with masterminders, movin' a stash with diamonds
First we get the cash, then we laugh like miners
Don't get me wrong, I'm a funny bastard
But when it come to money, dun, I'm not the one to laugh with
I'm after for what cash can bring me, brothers
Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at hyenas
It's back to Ringling Brothers
Believe them others, you the best, just and still
I'm investin' mils on a hunch over lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield
Who wanna test the real scandalous?
I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles
Plannin' hits with an animist philanthropist
Spanish kids, close to God like evangelists
Choppin' **** up and makin' sandwiches
[Verse 9]
Gettin' knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my **** who splash cops
Rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner, thun, fake a jack, you'll be a goner
Written by: Christopher Rios, Joseph Cartegena, Rodney Lemay

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