(Ha Ha) Slow Down

[Intro: Soul II Soul samples - repeated throughout the song] {*harmonizing for 4 bar lines*} Ha ha {*4X*} [Fat Joe] Yeah, yo It took A. 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 fucked up cause he can't hire Cochran now Uh, 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 don't buy stocks Tell a little mothafucka get his shine box Goodfellas hood fellas livin' on my block Nigga got a problem, I solve 'em (solve 'em) A couple ki's yes nigga we'll rob 'em (rob 'em) Got tha 9 milli. in my pants, case you niggas wanna dance Leave a mothafucka shakin' like Harlem (Harlem) [Hook: Young Jeezy] + (Fat Joe) 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 clique: The Murder Team What's up? {Ha ha} (slow down son you killin' 'em) {Ha ha} (slow down son you killin' 'em) {*3X*} [Young Jeezy] Look, always on that flow shit - Jeezy Montana Cocaine capital that would be Atlanta One triple O where I'm from that's a whole one Nigga catch ya slippin' where I'm from that's a stole one (Young) Next up a homicide , ain't nobody seen shit (nah) Wake up to a homicide, ain't nobody dream shit (nah) Welcome to the home of the home invasion DEA like to raid, you might get your home raided (WHOO) 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 (yeeeah) Grown livin' legend in the hood I'm a hero On that mini fourteen like a guitar hero Came a long way from that toilet bowl white though But I'mma be all right though [Hook] [Fat Joe] Always on my hard shit - Joey Viagra Pull up make 'em car sick, abra kadabra Presto magic, Bugattis on the scene Bodies all around me like its Gotti on the scene Your money NBA NFL all legal My niggas on the block goin' hard pumpin' diesel However do you want it, Joe stay blunted I gets off but the ho 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 niggas 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 [Hook]