Tha Joker (US) - We Do It For Fun (Part 3) lyrics

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Tha Joker (US) - We Do It For Fun (Part 3) lyrics

My flow's authentic, they won't listen to knock offs Just the other day Big Block took Joc off Flavor said “f** it” and he took his clock off Same day Hova lost it and he cut the Roc off Now this'll be the same day that I take an L And later on that night it was a blizzard in hell! (Yeah, Joker! Third time around it's only gonna get worse from here baby! Ay! Leh go!) (B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Big Fruit, Big Fruit) Maybe, hopefully, probably, possibly… No! You been looking for the best now you got me Greatness is here, you should already know That I have a sick flow like my carpet had a cold I started out losing, but now I'm winning Scarface life with an alternate ending Beat the track up, straight wreck on the freestyle Beat the p**y up, and keep vets on my speed dial She might not do you, but she'll do me Cause I always get service like AT&T And I park anywhere I feel Cause ya can't boot 28-inch wheels, motherf**er! I role through ya hood tech knockin' off shingles Real unexpected like Snoop Dogg single People will die if I get disrespected f** so many pussies up that I'm scared to get tested Millionaire fans, #1 on the checklist “I knew him back then!” well you should have invested! Chopper, semi, co*k it, blast it k** you even if I say the same thing on you ba*tards I promise that she will do anything that I ask her Limit her vocab down to “harder” and “faster” You're my baby, glad that I found you Cause dick s**ing is the quality that I value (Yeah!) Arts and crafts n***a, bend her down and fold her In ya baby mama's trunk like a damn stroller Smokin' on a blunt, 45' on my waist I'm the only reason hood n***as on MySpace Don't worry ‘bout it baby, I am not rookie Straight Chinese, I ain't scared to eat p**y And I'm ‘bout to reapply my last line now So you rappers better run, cause my stomach just growled! See, I am an army but you can't join me Dollar bill n***a, so you can't coin me Love ‘em and leave ‘em, ya'll still catchin' feelings I got that old money, I'm still countin' shillings Superhero flow, and the beat's my villain Even if the Sears Tower, money stacked to the ceiling And still I rise just like a balloon Bentley like a pirate ship, look at all those doubloons! Potential to blow like a f**in' grenade Wake ya neighborhood with clappin', like a f**in' parade Been street ever since the first day And n***a, I'mma die in the trap, like prey! See I'm just tryin' to chill in the hood, no annoyance from narco Get rich and f** R&B hoes like Rocko This is genuine, that other sh** was phony I am The Rock, ya'll n***as Jabronies! You're hot dog, but I'm a coney Got all this ice on me, where's my Zamboni? Hoes know me, so they always wanna phone me Latinos even bouncin', n***a shoulda won a tony! Had my feet out the window, MJ got pissed Cause I had some J's on that he didn't know exist If you tote iron n***a then I'm bustin' steamers Leave ya whole face wet just like Noxzeema Leave ya whole click wet, sorta somethin' like Katrina But 6 feet deep there be no FEMA! Gangsta appearance, yeah I'm about mine It's like new c**aine, how I keep a fresh line Sweet tooth hoes wanna get in my denims M&M jeans keep big nuts in ‘em Pull up in a van, b**h stankin' ya deep I blow the doors off yo sh** like you came in a jeep! And fake-a** rappers, they ‘bout to expire Puttin' words in songs they probably learned off The Wire I heard Pac and then I was inspired To run this rap sh** until it gets tired!