| It’s a cold world colder if your skin colored
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| Charge me for bein armed with a street corner
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| In the blocks where we reside ain’t no neighborhood watch
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| Just us, bakin pies try cook me a watch
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| Try bake me a bands a like my nigga 'ye said
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| Make a spaceship so I could fly up outta this bitch
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| Now my baby girl’s stressin 'cause her dad locked up
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| Baby mama came to visit 'nother bitch popped up
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| Nightmares of a convict, Brook Ave prepared me for any conflict
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| Shook hands with every kingpin from Harlem The Bronx in fact
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| 'Round the time Von Zip nicknamed me crack
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| Now how ill is that, my nigga told ya what he said
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| If he ever caught her he’ll shoot up the precinct
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| Oh Lord!!! |
| I pray the Lord forgive her
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| So Lord!!! |
| But thank you for the dope and what it bring us
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| Grimey in the early 90's-9−9-90's-«Fat Joe»
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| G-Gr-Grimey in the early 90's, far behind me not hard to find me-«Fat Joe»
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| G-G-Grimey in the early 90's-9−9-90's-«Fat Joe»
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| G-Gr-Grimey in the early 90's, far behind me not hard to find me-«Fat Joe»
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| I hate bitches, fake bitches, snake bitches
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| But I love the plastic surgeons that create bitches
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| Columbiana cakes test the product take a taste
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| Titties bouncin like immigrants up over the gates
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| Silicon in 'em then I’m up in 'em
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| Got an ass or not, get that ass a shot
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| Uh! |
| Pardon the vanity Versace on the masterpiece
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| No tellin where the handles be when I pull up
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| Back to back 50 whips thats crew love
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| In B.K. |
| with M.O.P. |
| yeah that’s true love
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| For the nigga ain’t ready yet! |
| D. Rose
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| Bet a nigga movin heavy weight! |
| Kilos
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| It’s Coca baby! |
| La Cosa Nostra baby!
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| Uh! |
| Follow the don it’s motto of the song
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| Follow the don it’s motto of the song |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Grimey In The Early 90s , by - Fat Joe. Song from the album Darkside III, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп