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Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Hes Not Real



Uh!bringin it back to the bx!

Wit my nigga fat joe, long side my nigga prospect

Holdin the bx down

Bronx burrough....terror sqaud

[verse 1-fat joe]

Yo, everybody talkin gats, really dont pack em

98% of these rappers is all actors

Stay frontin, like you wild andll spray somethin

Come to find out, you aint never slanged nothin

Think its the game, gon lose the sport

I seen dudes get bruised through fort

Then choose the court, a news report

They just pursed the court

If you even think of bustin, they assll sooth your thoughts

A damn shame, Im from the streets where its fair game

Niggas will ift you off your feet wit the can-yan

Three in the chest and one in the part

For disrespect you, get left right in front of ya moms

Joe is the don, you clean, then show me your arms

For these tracks, ima fiend like a soldier in nam

Only the bronx will blow your ass outta ya lugz

Fuck love, here we believe in nothin but slugs

[chrous-prospect&fat joe]

[prospect]

Always you see him in the club frontin wit the ice grill....

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

Actin like he got a money, cause he never hold steel.....

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

Always see him wit bodyguards around like he kill

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

So if the feds after indictments, we know he gon squeal....

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[verse 2-prospect]

Yo, I squeeze of gats and spit facts when I breath on tracks

Got that hot shit, that make you ease on back

Ill make you leave the game like ma$e, and get ya name erased

Walk threw from place to place, and change the chase

Im givin him terror, for the new millenium era

Automatic semis wit the fully clip and the leather

Poppin champagne like we celebrating whatever

Switch to the chin, shoot top, hair and a feather

Versatile, walking threw the aisle, hurtin the crowd

Even got the God in the cloud, observing this style

He love the way I do this, leavin niggas clueless

Its prospect, its off wit ya head, you shouldve knew this

My twin? ? ? ? , cock and squeeze, we stoppin gs

You better follow up, these niggas cant rock wit these

Straight up, I speak life threw the mic though

Sprayin the town, and layin it down like whoa!

[chrous-prospect,fat joe&remi martin]

[prospect]

Always see him in the club, frontin wit the ice grill....

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

Actin like he got a honey, cause he never hold steel...

[fat joe]

Be like, hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

Always see him wit bodyguards around like he kill

[fat joe]

Hes alright, but hes not real

[prospect]

So if the feds after indictment, you know he gon sqeaul....

[remi martin]

Be like, shes alright, but shes not real

[verse 3-fat joe]

Yo, ayo Im lookin for the perfect mami to ride wit me

Only wear she like to rock is 560

Swear to her moms if its on, shell die wit me

Puff blunts, like to get high just like whitney

Thug type, "set it off", like jada

And this chick go both ways, dont hate her

Back in the block, they use to try to play her

Till the don out her to the qualities much greater

Net worth, put the tool in the skirt

Which you fools know about gettin head in reverse

About, clockin grips, and coppin whips

You muthafuckers stay frontin, stop poppin shit

Lets not forget, who be gettin robbed wit the choker

Man, Im still rockin my same chains from "flow joe"

And you know joe stay wit tha mack

You hatin the fact, you cant do nathan to crack

Ya heard!!!

[chorus till fade]

*intro to prodigys "keep it thoro"*

"oh yall niggas killas now? "

 

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