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      Think About It

      Fat Joe

      Album: Me, Myself and I

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      Fat Joe - Think About It Música y Letra

      [1st Verse]
      New York
      Yeah we G'ed up
      Act up
      Clap the back of your knees up
      Packin' the Mack in the back of the Beemer
      Taxin' your cash and you asking to ease up
      I want to rock now
      Comply or get shot down
      I know
      You goin hire some cops now
      Coca
      Sun down to sun up
      Kily Cartel use to be a runner
      D Boy
      Stamp bricks with smiley faces
      Show you how to turn that powder to a hundred acres
      Let's get it
      Thank god for making crack raw
      Now how you want it
      The window or the chainsaw
      Crack
      Yeah I'm nice with the knife game
      Ice pick change your life with one strife man
      Too much rappin and we don't rat
      We do it for them trap stars serving them packs
      And e'er nigga know from way back to Houston
      Joes a go when push comes to shootin'
      The four four will loose more then just a tooth man
      A hundred shots will rip your top like where the fuck the roof went
      
      [Chorus]
      I think he said something
      Bring 'em back to me
      I let the chopper groove
      And let the Mack boogie
      You better think about it
      Boy you better think about it
      You better think about
      Boy you better think about it
      I got no papers on all them guns
      So when I pull 'em out your ass best run
      Crack
      You better think about
      Boy you better think about it
      You better think about
      Boy you better think about it
      
      [2nd Verse]
      This ain't for the niggaz hob nobbing in closets
      This is for them niggaz that suppling their projects
      Man catch beef say my nigga I got this
      Right in broad day twist a nigga then pop shit
      I ain't playin'
      I got big guns
      My niggaz barely speak English
      They'll lift son
      The strip is mine
      Naw, you ain't eatin' here
      I run this shit
      At least in some recent years
      And y'all know who rep the streets most
      Terror squad we put the E in East coast
      So be easy like T I said
      Or them things ull pop up like a Chia pet
      Or Chi Ali or any given clapper
      Exorcist style get your shit spun backwards
      Them pistols ull go your brain go's splatter
      A minute ago you said you'd get at us
      Now why you have to go talk like that
      Get ya body outlined with the chalk like that
      I guess he must a thought I'd a fought them cats
      The oldest rule in the books
      you should have brought them gats
      
      [Chorus]

      Fat Joe - Think About It Música y Letra

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