Fat Joe - Grimey In The Early 90s lyrics

rate me

It’s a cold world, colder if it scared color

Charge for being on in the street corner

The blocks that we reside, ain’t no neighborhood watch

It’s us breaking...cook me a watch

Bake me a Benz and like my nigger get stacked

We could stay shit so I could fly out of this bitch

Now my baby girl stressing cause her dad locked up

Baby come came...now the bitch popped up

Nightmares of a convicts, dad prepared for any conflict

Run the town nickname we crack now

Now how real is that?

My nigger told you what he said

If he ever called it, he dare shoot up the priest and

And ow lord, afraid the lord forgive us

Oh lord but thank you for the dope that you would bring us

Grimey in the early 90s

Grimey in the early 90s

Fall behind me

Now hold behind me

Grimey in the early 90s

Grimey in the early 90s

Fall behind me

Now hold behind me

I hate bitches fake bitches, snake bitches

But I love the plastics surgeons that create bitches

Columbiana case that’s the product take your case

To these vessels like in the vessels where the principals gates on

Call in them then I’m up in them

Ass or not get that ass a shot

...in the Vanity Versace in the masterpiece

Tell them where the handles be when I put up

BK when Imma be here, that’s true love

But a nigger ain’t ready yet, he rolls baby

A nigger moving heavy weight, kilos

Follow the don it’s the...where the song

Follow the don it’s the...where the song