It`s O.K.
Исполнитель: Fat Joe
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<br>[Intro]<br>Yeah, right about now<br>I`m about to slow it up<br>For that very special lady<br>I see you right there<br>But we about to smooth it out for you<br>Right now<br><br>Never, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey!<br><br>[Chorus]<br>It`s okay, it`s okay<br>It`s okay, hey, we was home anyway<br>It`s alright, it`s alright<br>High, High, we was all more night<br><br>NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my<br>I`m talkin `bout<br>NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my<br>Who? Who?<br>NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my home<br>Take my chrome, I say yo "It`s On"<br>If my house, I-I been here(speakin spanish too)<br>Es me casa y yo viva aqui<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Yeah, check me out now<br>The other day I was chillin<br>In the crib with two women<br>We just finished swimmin<br>Now I`m ready to slid up in `em<br>They the horny type, bout to get it on<br>With the only dykes, now I hear the alarm<br>I`m like, "Holy Christ!"<br>Is somebody tryin to come up in my crib?<br>I`m like "Who the fuck is this?"<br>like Notorious Big, he wore a black suit<br>With a black mask that match<br>I`m bout to blast his mask off<br>Push his cabbage back<br>Make spaghetti out his brain<br>Cuz I`m steady with the aim<br>Niggas comin sideways, gettin petty wit da game<br>Musta heard about the half in the safe<br>The stash in the base, iced out<br>medals in the case<br>Niggas comin wit da chrome<br>Tryin to sneak up in my home, rumors out<br>I spent a Mil` on the pump piece alone<br>I got the heat in my palm<br>Nobody`s seein it though<br>Step your feet on my lawn<br>I`m puttin 3 to ya dome!<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>Yeah, verse 2, yo<br>Now I got these bitches<br>Screamin fo` they life<br>Peein on they nice<br>Gotta funny feelin that<br>They teamin on the heist<br>Scheemin on the ice<br>Wont get you nothin but killed<br>Front if you will, get chopped up<br>Stuffed in the quill<br>Back to the lab, got these niggas<br>After my math, these hoes try to play it off<br>But they captain is back<br>They must have teamed up<br>With some niggas thinkin they sweet<br>Like I just rapped and<br>I got a ho waitin in the street<br>I`m playin for keeps, I see `em<br>Creepin on the moniters<br>Got my temperature risin faster than thermometers<br>I burn banana clips, make all<br>My victories unanimous<br>I`m accurate, once I catch a peak<br>Hey man, yo ass is hit!<br>Now I see `em creepin through the front door<br>I think not! We exchange shots<br>Like cops into getting blocked{*gunshot*}<br>He busts, I bust back{*gunshot*}<br>He caught one in the chest<br>The other two got hit up<br>In the stomache and neck{*gunshots*}<br>I`m under the desk, freeloading<br>Puttin slugs in the rest<br>Wonderin what possessed these niggas<br>To come in my rest!{*gunshots*}<br><br>{*breathing hard*}<br>You motherfuckers want a war with me?<br>Dont you know I fuckin kill niggas?<br>Here I come!{*gunshots*}<br>Oh, shit! Motherfuckers is dead already!<br>Yo, where them bitches go?