[Intro]
Yeah, don't get it fucked up
This shit is realer than you think
Going out to all them niggas getting cream
Driving them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus
All up in the clubs, buying out the bars and shit
Uh, money man in the house
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Sparks are flashing from oowops blasting
A face gets bashed in for street crews clashing
Forever be forever grief, it's the same shit tomorrow
Eulogies of sorrow
Nonstop dramas, chumps think they hard smoking [?]
It's all for steel my son, light as a tongue
The connections I got, I can lamp while you get done
Remember that, I dismember cats that act
A plain and simple fact is I react on impact
I'm plenty versatile, wild
Have you screaming like your head short a few vials
No more slabs and dollar cabs
Strictly Lexus Coupes with my troops, feel the Alpine blast
Extra dark tints for sticky events, suspense makes the lead dispense
A baby oil massage when I'm feeling intense
Fly mami's with ki's taped to their botties
Transporting through the airport securities
In cahoots with the San Juan authorities
Hated by majorities, loved by minorities
Uh, the top dog, thicker than fog
Hazardous to your health like smog
[Chorus: Fat Joe & Big Pun]
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is realer than you think, you niggas must be slow
(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know
It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is realer than you think, you niggas must be slow
(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know
It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe
[Verse 2]
Business chatter's over shrimp and lobster platters
At Jimmy's Café, a glass of Perrier
Chick going for celly, book a room at the Holiday
Inn, so I can get her and a friend
Ménage à trois, living the life of a star
Overweight, overpaid, pockets busting out the seams
While you suckers having limousine dreams
I got you all sized up, niggas wise up
A Fat Beat truck'll be picking all you guys up
Word to mother, shit is realer than you think
Hit my lady with diamond rings, gold links and minks
A nickel-plated trey deuce, pearl handle is pink
So there's no mugging, all you niggas must be bugging
The MAC in the trunk's what I'm lugging
(Say word) Yeah, save it for the hook
Terror Squad's everywhere you look
Niggas is vexed from all the hoes I took
From Trinity Ave all the ways down the Brook
[Chorus: Fat Joe]
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is realer than you think, you niggas must be slow
(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know
It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is realer than you think, you niggas must be slow
(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know
It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe
(Say word) Word! Fuck what you heard
Shit is realer than you think, you niggas must be slow
(Say word) Word! You best to act like you know
It's that real nigga shit from Fat Joe
[Outro]
Yeah, going out to my nigga Big Frank
1-7-0 Joe
Notorious One, yeah
Uncle Dan got my back
Charlie Rock L.D., up in Auburn, doing your time
Swear to God when you come home you'll be on nigga
Word is bond, Tony Montana, rest in peace
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