Fat Joe
Interlude Dissin G-Unit
[Interlude]
Most disgustin' day of my life, man
I wish jail on not my worst my worst enemy, man
The n***a Supreme, Supreme Team, real n***a from Queens, man
Got a hundred years, man, they threw the book at this n***a
This faggot n***a
Is on the radio laughin'
"Ha ha, they caught him, ah ha
Like yo feds, yo police, yeah we got him
One less n***a off the street" n***a you's a rat, man
The worst shit a n***a could call a n***a is a rat, n***a
Every n***a ever diss you, Jadakiss, Game
Any n***a you ever had beef with my n***a
Callin' you "rat, rat, rat" cause you's a rat, n***a, before you thought you was gettin' that paper
You got stabbed up by Black Child and you pull out that fuckin' order protection on Irv and Chris, man
It's a proven fact, man
You put out a order protеction, you was pussy, n***a
You ain't know you was gon' get that bread
Yayo don't think I don't know you ain't sued my n***a Chris for two-hundrеd fifty thousand, you bitch ass n***a, man
I know all that, man, it's Coca, man, we in the streets, man
Projects everywhere, wherever you look we in the streets, y'all n***as never come out