Fat Joe - We Run This Shit lyrics
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fat Joe - We Run This Shit lyrics]
Yo ah! You know who rule this shit
City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne
Anybody want beef with the DON
Guaranteed it would be ON
I could see your kint
Crouched up over in a humble position
Praying hard oh my god if
He only would listen
Somos poco pero locos my trienta
Ocho a leave you roto
The side of your face the size of a plate
For hiding the weight you just
Should of give it
My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven
Any track I spitted on, I shitted on
Anybody disagree'n with that we
Could get it on keep a fitted on to match
The rest of my clothing
Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing
And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how
Like to see the fiend with
A pipe in they mouth (nigga)
If my bitch a disrespect shot
Light in the couch
Best believe I'm a squeeze this
Freaking pipe in his mouth
I'm the kid that they yapping
About they won't stop
Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop
Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we
Got to put down my nigga
We got to run neck to neck with these niggas
Lets go
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad
Case closed casket closed
But is over for y'all brains
Splattered on the wall arms is missing
Everything we seek is the
Truth far from fiction
Hope y'all not far from listening
Game over up north style
Pillowcase full of soda i warned y'all ah
And I usually don't do that
I usually put the tool were your tooth at
And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome
Three seconds after that is a
Rap for your dome
And I hate to paint a picture so perfect
Believe me dog is just for calling
The act makes me nervous
My soul purpose is to rep for real
My no Camazari niggas having
The death of mills
You slept on Crillz now the kids backs
With the fourth fifth griz gat
Leave your vision pitched black
Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent nigga
We to strong to real for these niggas
Let's move
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad
City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne
Anybody want beef with the DON
Guaranteed it would be ON
I could see your kint
Crouched up over in a humble position
Praying hard oh my god if
He only would listen
Somos poco pero locos my trienta
Ocho a leave you roto
The side of your face the size of a plate
For hiding the weight you just
Should of give it
My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven
Any track I spitted on, I shitted on
Anybody disagree'n with that we
Could get it on keep a fitted on to match
The rest of my clothing
Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing
And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how
Like to see the fiend with
A pipe in they mouth (nigga)
If my bitch a disrespect shot
Light in the couch
Best believe I'm a squeeze this
Freaking pipe in his mouth
I'm the kid that they yapping
About they won't stop
Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop
Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we
Got to put down my nigga
We got to run neck to neck with these niggas
Lets go
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad
Case closed casket closed
But is over for y'all brains
Splattered on the wall arms is missing
Everything we seek is the
Truth far from fiction
Hope y'all not far from listening
Game over up north style
Pillowcase full of soda i warned y'all ah
And I usually don't do that
I usually put the tool were your tooth at
And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome
Three seconds after that is a
Rap for your dome
And I hate to paint a picture so perfect
Believe me dog is just for calling
The act makes me nervous
My soul purpose is to rep for real
My no Camazari niggas having
The death of mills
You slept on Crillz now the kids backs
With the fourth fifth griz gat
Leave your vision pitched black
Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent nigga
We to strong to real for these niggas
Let's move
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad