J O S E Lyrics

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Aiyyo crack, these niggaz is playing mad childish games
Niggaz act like it's a rap
Yeah, it's a rap, for y'all motherf-rr-uckers
Niggaz replacing the 'G' in gangsta with PR's and W's

Pranksta wanksta-ass niggaz
You know roses go on caskets of those that oppose the squadus
Fuck tri-borough, we repping five borough
Get at these niggaz straight music

Yo, friday night, woke up in a cold sweat
I can't believe niggaz scheming on Joseph
Nah man, this aingt the way it's going down
Niggaz talk too much shit, and I jump like the sound

They fear my presence like the rest of them
Jose's the betting informer, flesh-n-blood like the president
Now maybe I'm a target on the pedastal
Got a little fame now, niggaz wanna harm me for my revenues

Start ya little beef, that's the shit I love to eat
I been a soldier, you a son, be a humble seed
My own niggaz let them hoes make 'em envy
Posing like they friendly when I'm knowin they resent me

That's the shit that get me aggrevated
It be the same niggaz in ya face talking 'bout, "I'm glad ya made it"
Fake niggaz, Jers' State niggaz
Funny how cake can make ya learn to hate niggaz
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You've now tuned in to the sounds of Jose
Where we push sex, money, drugs, and violence all day
Mostly heard in penals and project hallways
And by niggaz blowing trees out the back of O.J.'s

(J)
These jealous niggaz is worse than bitches
(O)
The ones that get knocked is bound to turn snitches
(S)
Still talking shit, still aingt shit
(E)
You envious niggaz can suck my dick

(J)
Hahaha, ohh, now y'all feeling the kid
(O)
Yeah nigga, south boogie aingt going nowhere
(S)
Don Squad-agena, Terror Squad that is
(E)
Blaze niggaz over beats in the streets

Joe crack gon' hold that down
You seen the kid up in the clubs, BET, MTV
On yo' block, on my block, however you wanna fucking slice it
Bastards, poof

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