Fat Joe - We Run This Sh*t lyrics

Yo ah! You know who rule this sh** City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne Anybody want beef with the D.O.N Guaranteed it would be O.N I could see your kint Crouched up over in a humble position Praying hard oh my god if he only would listen Somos poco pero locos my trienta ocho a leave you roto The side of your face the size of a plate For hiding the weight you just should of give it My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven Any track I spitted on, I sh**ted on Anybody disagree'n with that we could get it on Keep a fitted on to match the rest of my clothing Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how Like to see the fiend with a pipe in they mouth (n***a) If my b**h a disrespect shot light in the couch Best believe I'm a squeeze this freaking pipe in his mouth I'm the kid that they yapping about they just won't stop Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we got to put down my n***a We got to run neck to neck with these n***as, lets go We run this sh**, Terror Squad We run this sh**, Terror Squad Case closed casket closed But is over for why'all brains splattered on the wall Arms is missing Everything we seek is the truth far from fiction Hope why'all not far from listening Game over up north style pillowcase full of soda I warned why'all ah And I usually don't do that I usually put the tool were your tooth at And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome Three seconds after that is a rap for your dome And I hate to paint a picture so perfect Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous My soul purpose is to rep for real My no Camazari n***as having the d**h of mills You slept on Crillz now the kids backs With the fourth fifth griz gat Leave your vision pitched black Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent n***a We to strong to real for these n***as Lets move We run this sh**, Terror Squad We run this sh**, Terror Squad