C2g Lyrics - Fat Joe

(featuring Youngn' Restless) 

Its the illness going on 

Yo Shatek hit me 

Y-Young 

Youngn' Restless 

Joe Crack 

Strong Armin', T.S 

Patterson, B-X 

Hold UP! 

[Chorus] 

Boy, look what you done started now 

Ain't no stopping this or calming it down 

Don't let me catch one of you fools out of pound 

Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave 

Man, look what you done started now 

Ain't no stopping this or calming it down 

Don't let me catch one of you fools out of pound 

Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave 

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[Verse 1] 

Cowards en traced all this anger and hatred 

Gon' make me damage abrasion my attitude is very impatient 

Nigga crossed me, first thing I wanna do is erase him 

Yea he used to be my dog, but fuck a relation 

Once he get money and fame, everybody starts aging 

Shit ain't no longer the same, your own niggaz be hatin' 

Can't see another brother succeed 

So you backstab 'em just to see how long he'll bleed 

But I'm a strong man, pops always told me never fear no man 

That's why I'm scarred up on both hands 

And never love a bitch, hell naw I can't trust a bitch 

Fuck 'em and leave 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch 

It's how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage 

And I'm just too stuck in my ways (You hear me?) 

Its how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage 

And I'm just too stuck in my ways (So fuck y'all) 

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[Chorus] 

[Verse 2] 

Dog I came here to prove your wackness 

Bunch of useless bastards always frontin', moving backwards 

This is hardcore, ain't no acoustic classic 

Nigga swift for anything reserving using a ratchet 

Competition stand 'em in line, cause without permission 

I'm handling mine, occupation scramble and grind 

Stop your facing, shank you with knives 

You're missing a born soldier, operation declined 

I'm like a optician, with a vision to shine 

A hundred steps ahead of y'all, ain't no getting behind 

Say what I choose 'cause I done payed my dues 

Came from an error of pain and terror, alot of rainy weather 

I learned to survive through the hatred and lies 

That's why from far away, I can spot a snake in disguise 

And believe me dog we ain't scared, hope you came prepared 

Straight Strong-Armin, nigga we don't play fair 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3 - Fat Joe] 

B-X, T.S 

Ya heard me? 

Youngn' Rest 

Uh, yo, yo 

Gear up, you need to fear us 

One false move and get paw-pierced up 

Drinking like one high loop, man I bang you in the club 

Drain the henny out your stomach and replace it with blood 

You wish us to hell 'cause we too real 

Selling two mills and still ain't afraid to pull steal 

Ready Rock ain't concerned with y'all 

I'm too big too strong for y'all 

And I came too long for y'all, ya heard Pun 

Takes years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls 

Heard you niggaz want it with us, a fatal mistake 

Been blazing the game since niggaz fourth-aides 

Crack is king, man the city is mine 

And I ain't got no problem with bidding with +Shyne+ 

Here's the real deal homie, stakes is high 

Look at the mirror man I bet you hate your life (Mu'fucker) 

[Chorus]