They shootin' This is the sound baby We ridin' on these bitch ass niggaz Joe Crack, here we go La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la,
翻訳: ファットジョー. 我々Ridin'.
is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit Bentleys & all that sittin on yachts Yea man show these niggaz what your 1's like man What's up [Fat Joe] I
this thing to the rubber Hey joe bring that hook back and let me slip on this rubber (this is the remix) Girl it's been a while for us We gotta lot
never quit Get yours,go for yours Get yours,winners never quit Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours For those sittin' back coolin',relaxed,gettin' fat
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know we comin down bald fades, not afros. (Key-C) Now we chillin, now we just leanin, and we comin up fixin
I look back on my life it's all worth it Because I know I know my people believe me, I do it for love [Fat Joe] Yeah, yo They say Joe too selfish, he
You flow cold but Joe flow sicka Even rappin? I'll be like Joe?s that nigger Joe?s got it, supreme team show These are the niggaz you compare to Joe,
get in touch with Joe [Fat Joe over "Joe" sample] Definition of a Don, "Jealous Ones Still Envy" - CRACK! Yeah, we sold 5 and we ridin, we still ridin
you (We ridin' on these niggas, come on) 'Stead I'd rather bust at you (Yeah, Terror Squad) I'd rather touch you (It's goin' down my niggas) (Stunna, Face, Joe
wit a chick, if she don't give brain We could leave on trip, I got a private plane I don't fly but we could park it up and blaze Joe's the God and I
still doin' the thang Still gettin' money still spendin' change We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin' Nigga... yeah we ridin
I remember school Hoes back then was like Joe Bruce eww Years pass by and look I'm a star Now all them hoes are like Joe Bruce ahh I'm still that nerdy
Yeah I remember school Hoes back then was like Joe Bruce ewww Years pass by and look I'm a star Now all them hoes are like Joe Bruce ahhhh I'm still
loose We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time Diamonds, we bring violence! We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time Diamonds, we bring violence! We
his hood quick This big tymin' man, put them little rides up We 600 whippas put them little 5s up Cash money, we ain't duckin' and dodgin' We bustin' and ridin
the pain If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know we comin down bald fades, not afros. (Kici) Now we chillin, now we just leanin and we comin up
we've never known for bein average We prime like a cornlio(?) re-enactment When it comes to talent, we the Jacksons Eat a track we assassins We, mean, we
