Papoose) [Intro: Joe] Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? [
Where you at Where you at Where you at Baby where you at Baby where you at Baby where you at Baby where you at [Joe] Every word I cut you down is playing
Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Baby, where you at? Every word I cut you down with
Intro: Joe] Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? (Verse 1) Every word
. Papoose) [Intro: Joe] Where you at? Where you at? Where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? Baby where you at? [
Tradução: Joe. ¿Dónde estás.
Tradução: Joe. ¿Dónde estás (Feat. Papoose).
, you know that we Gs You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know
they got do And won?t think twice to shot you Don?t make dem spot you Unless you carry guns a lot too A pure tuff tings come at you When Trenchtown man
The white bitch got rich like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good
of the game Ya know, Catch me if you can nigga Uhh, Haha [Verse 1] Throwback this, Throwback that It aint where you from its where you wear ya throwback at
you nigga, I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas, I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas! The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe? I'm Curtis' kryptonite
down in Miami Fat Joe don't fuck with you, Nas don't like you So who they gonna blame when the long nose snipe you Potado on the muscle, black tape on
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
studio the Figgaro done did it again We got factors out in the ditch where they smackin a bitch I got homies out in the Bronx where they bustin at cops
