Fat Joe - Twinz (Deep Cover '98) lyrics

[Big Punisher] Ready for war, Joe, how you wanna blow they spot? I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready Meet me at Vito's with Noodles We'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti Everybody kiss the f**ing floor Joey Crack, buck 'em all If they move – Noodles, shoot that f**ing who*e! Dead in the middle of Little Italy, little did we know That we riddled two middlemen who didn't do diddily [Fat Joe] It'll be a cold day in Hell the day I take an L Make no mistake for real, I wouldn't hesitate to k** I'm still the fat one that you love to hate Catch you at your mother's wake Smack you, then I whack you with my snub tre eight [Big Punisher] I rub your face off the Earth and curse your family children Like Amityville, I drill the nerves in your cavity filling Insanity's buildin' a pavilion in my civilian The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's dealin' A villain without remorse, who's willin' to out your boss Forever, and take all the cheddar, like child support [Fat Joe] I support Pun in anything he does, anything he loves My brother from another mother sent from the above A thug n***a just like me, one of the best – might be Even better, leaving n***as kneeling on they right knee [Big Punisher] Spike Lee couldn't paint a better picture You small change, I'm blowing out your brains, getting richer [Fat Joe] Hit you with the MAC, smack your b**h, n***a what? You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a f** [Big Punisher] Truck j**els, cruisin' in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules" Last crew to want it caught a hundred tryin' to pa** through [Fat Joe] That's true! (So who the next to get it?) TS the best that did it (Get it off your chest, kid, admit it, and it's…) [Hook] Yeah, and you don't stop! (Twenty shot Glock with the cop k**ers, fill 'em to the top) Yeah, and you don't stop! Joey cracks the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns co*ked) Yeah, and you don't stop! (We'll make it hot, n***a what? Bring it, I blow your whole spot) Yeah, and you don't stop! It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop [Big Punisher] f** the police, I squeeze first, make 'em eat dirt Take 'em feet first through the morgue Then lodge 'em in the deep earth The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased Supposed to supply us with rights Tonight I hold my rosary tight as I can I'm one man against the world, just me and my girl Black Pearl Latina mas fina but keeps it real You know the deal, we steal from the rich and keep it Peep it, it's no secret Watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it [Fat Joe] Creep with me, as I cruise in my Beemer All the kids in the ghetto call me Don Cartagena Kicking a** as I blast off heat And you never see me talk to police Though you should know that I really don't care Pull you by the hair, slit your throat And I'll leave you right there So beware it's rare that n***as want beef, Big Pun speak And let these motherf**ers know how we run the streets [Big Punisher] f** peace, I run the streets deep with no compa**ion Puerto Ricans known for slashin' Catching n***as while they sleeping, no relaxin' Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes Three TECS's in the Jeep Lexus, just in case police test us Street professors, Terror Squad, ghetto scholars Full-a-clips mob, inflicts the fear of God When the metal hollers Better acknowledge or get knocked down Until I'm locked and shot down Heather B. couldn't make me put my Glock down [Fat Joe] We lock towns like rounds in the chamber Boogie Down major like Nine, I bust mine Every time plus I'm the crime boss of New York Where we taught to walk the walk, all my n***as carry chalk And stalk, I prey like the Predator Whoever want it, go and get it, set it, baby, and I'ma bury ya So remember the Squad that I'm reppin' I fill a clip of my weapon And punish n***as 'til it's armaggedeon [Hook] Yeah, and you don't stop! (Twenty shot Glock with the cop k**ers, fill 'em to the top) Yeah, and you don't stop! Joey cracks the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns co*ked) Yeah, and you don't stop! (We'll make it hot, n***a what? Bring it, I blow your whole spot) Yeah, and you don't stop! It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop