Uncle Murda - He Asked For It (Fat Joe Diss) lyrics

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Uncle Murda - He Asked For It (Fat Joe Diss) lyrics

[intro: Sadat X: sampled from "Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down"] (Jay-Z) (*Uncle Murda) One day when I was ridin on the train I seen these two kids talkin About the (Roc-A-Fella) had fallen (YEAH!) One day when I was ridin on the train I seen these two kids talkin About the (Roc-A-Fella) had fallen (YEAH! Roc-A-Fella y'all!!!! OWWW!!!!) (*EAST NEW YORK!!!!) [Verse 1: Uncle Murda] Before Stack Bundles died he said I was the new version of Biggie B.I.G. tell Stacks he wasn't lyin I really get busy (You heard Diddy?!) I be listenin like damn I said that?! I should be a millionaire where the f** is the bread at?! (Where the money?) Come on n***as come up to me and say You should have signed to 50 instead of signin with Jay (WORD!!!) Man I got six figures from Jay I'm straight You little groupie a** n***as get the f** out my face!!! (UHHHHH!!!) Chris Lighty told me to tell y'all get off my dick I'm connected how y'all know I ain't f**in with Fif?! (G-G-G-G-G) Hustlers holla at me like, whattup Murd? I heard you got it but you overchargin n***as for that work (I AM!!!) You get it for the low low but your prices is WOOO!!!!!! (It's about to be higher!!!!) I'm like yeah that's the motherf**in TRUTH!!!! (But it's fire!!!) sh** you know where I gotta go to get it I be feelin like Frank Lucas before he started snitchin [Chorus: Sadat X] (DJ Scratching) He asked for it his man saw it so it don't mean sh** to me He's gone, and that's how it supposed to be Check it out now! (I get away with mur-mur-murda!!!) He asked for it his man saw it so it don't mean sh** to me He's gone, and that's how it supposed to be Check it out now! (I get away with mur-mur-murda!!!) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Let's do this.. Yes, gangsta, gangsta, how y'all wanna do this? I clap n***as down for yappin off follish Ain't no stoppin this Roc-A-Fella movement The name is Jay Guevara, homie, who are you and Your offbeat DJ? If anything he play, sound familiar I'll wait 'til Pharrell say, ("Lame...") Now I have to diss you, Joe You can get a smack for that, matter of fact The gats are blown, the natural like Roy Harve' The boy hard, your Toy Squad'll get squashed, BOY!!! Yardee, y'all be lost in the source Partly because y'all boss ain't a leader He's a follower, (NO!!!) no, I'm not coppin ya Album or your single, you likely to go coppa The coke coppa, the quick K cooker Sadat X like Master P, bring the hook up [Chorus: Sadat X] (DJ Scratching) He asked for it his man saw it so it don't mean sh** to me He's gone, and that's how it supposed to be Check it out now! (I get away with mur-mur-murda!!!) He asked for it his man saw it so it don't mean sh** to me He's gone, and that's how it supposed to be Check it out now! (I get away with mur-mur-murda!!!)