(feat. Dre, Young Selah)



This is a world premier (yeah)

(Cook Coke Crack)



[Chorus:]

If a nigga talk shit to me

Nigga all I know (Kato, Chi-Town Rest in Peace my nigga)

I let them things go

I let them things go

If a nigga talk shit to me

Nigga all I know. Yeah

I let them things go

I let them things go



[Verse 1: Fat Joe]

Hot child warned 'em but he wouldn't listen

Then I had to run up on 'em with that thing that glisten

That nickle plated 40 mil thats for the real

All the city be talkin who they thought he was ?????

I guess the game done changed

See we come up in the 80' belive me it ain't the same

Lord forgive my temptation to kill

But I got to give this fagots the deffinition of real

Gotta keep it clapin' cause this streets is ill

B'live them niggaz sleeky cause they sleepin on crilts

When we back up niggaz pack up and move out

Cause we animals, we abduct and pull out

Washed up rapper you not respected

4 years passed and can't even sighn to Koch Records

Check it:

You won't be the first to get his first on

Quit rap biagon and get to church on motherfucker



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[Verse 2: Remy Martin]

...see it's the squadres and we Terror so this niggaz better listen

If I touch it I destroy it, they callin me demolition

But my name is Remy Ma, get smarten or reminiscein

If you be's that nigga you can call me that bitch

But if you don't know me

Don't call me shit

All I know I let 'em go if a nigga talk shit

I'm slicker then all you and all y'all can kiss my royal ass

I get's it poppin like a piece of a ????

My album is dropin nothing now it is a classic

First chick try to front first chick I'm smackin

And I'm known so sick bitch I spits backwards

Backwards spits I bitch, nigga I'm laughin

We don't need no passes we got all access

And I'm straight fire so please don't gass it

Cause I might blow my mic flow too hot

I let them things go



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[Verse 3:]

I don't think that they ready

I'm a problem

The worst and youngest one outta three

I'm a problem

The first to get the gun and squeeze

I'm a problem

Decepted personality

When I burst in rapidly your verse shoot backwardsly

You see the back of a hearse you can reharse that with ease

Take two I make you a superstar

6 o'clock news nigga, fuck who you are

Cause you nobody till somebody kills you

Pardon, so who is ready for stardom

Niggaz talk gun clang

See I quit hearts harder

Like a cold block of ice you try to stop my life

Fuck my gun you better watch my knife

I ain't come to rap with ya

I came to scrap with you motherfucker



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