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Fat Joe - Ha Ha lyrics
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe] 
Ay , yo 
It took 8 Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now 
Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now 
Big money talkin', Mayweather - Paquiao 
Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now 
Now what you boys got a death wish? 
I beat a mothafucka uglier than Precious 
Real nigga, you can find me where the X is 
Whippin' in the kitchen, both hands ambidextrous 
Recession got the hood pushin' more than time clocks 
So I dropped a hundred in the streets I donâ??t buy stocks 
Tell a little mothafucka get his shine pa 
Good fellas hood fellas livin' on my block 
Nigga got a problem, I solve 'em (Solve 'em) 
A couple ki's yes nigga weâ??ll rob 'em (Rob 'em) 
Got tha 9 milli. in my pants, case you niggas wanna dance 
Leave a mothafucka shakin' like Harlem (Harlem) 
[Chorus - Young Jeezy & Fat Joe] 
[Young Jeezy] 
I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder things 
We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder scene 
In black from head to toe we murder clean 
Do you know the name of the click that murder teams 
What's up? 
[Fat Joe] 
(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em 
(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em 
(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em 
(Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em 
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy] 
Always on that flow shit 
Jeezy Montana 
Cocaine capital 
That would be Atlanta 
One triple O where I'm from 
Thatâ??s a homo 
Nigga catch ya slippin' where I'm from 
Thatâ??s a no no 
Next up a homicide 
Ain't nobody seen shit 
Wake up to a homicide, Fat Joe - Ha Ha - http://motolyrics.com/fat-joe/ha-ha-lyrics.html
Ain't nobody dreams to 
Welcome to the home of the 
Home invasion 
DEA like to raid, 
You might get your home raided 
Went up in it 
Like a halfback from the Raiders 
Bring a half mac 
Anything for that paper 
Two door Phantom 
Avatar blue though 
Parked outta space shit 
We call that bitch Pluto 
Grown livin' legend 
In the hood I'm a hero, 
On that minute fourteen 
Like a guitar hero 
Came a long way 
From that toilet bowl white though 
But I'ma be all right though 
[Chours]
[Verse 3 - Fat Joe 
Always on my hard shit, Joey Viagra 
Pull up make 'em car sick, abra kadabra 
Presto magic, Bugattiâ??s on the scene 
Partyâ??s all around me like its Gotti on the scene 
Your money NBA NFL all legal 
My niggaz on the block goin' hard pumpin' diesel 
However do you want it 
Joe stay blunted 
I gets off but the hoe stay on it 
This is my 'castle' but it ain't 'white' though 
Ice so bright shit shine like a light show 
This my life yo go get yours bitch 
Ball till we fall till the drugs hit the ball pit 
Cocaine cowboys that's my thing 
Do it for my niggaz locked down in the bing in the state 
In the Fed pen my name rings 
I don't need your respect the streets crowned me king 
[Chorus]








