(Ha Ha) Slow Down - Lyrics - Fat Joe

Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha It took A Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now Big money talking, Mayweather, Pacquiao Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now Now what you boys got a death wish I beat a ***, uglier than Precious Real ***, you can find me where the ex 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 the little *** get his shine box Good fellas, hood fellas living on my block If *** got a problem, I solve 'em A couple keys yes, *** we'll rob 'em Got the 9 milli in my pants, case you *** wanna dance Leave a *** shakin' like Harlem I said we came in this *** tonight to *** things And we gonna leave this *** tonight a *** scene In black from head to toe, we *** clean Do you know the name of the clique that *** teams? What's up? (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 Always on that flow ***, Jeezy Montana *** capital, that would be Atlanta One, triple-O, where I'm from that's the whole goal *** catch ya slippin' where I'm from, that's a stolen Next up a homicide, ain't nobody seen *** Wake up to a homicide, 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 ***, we call that *** Pluto Grown living 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'mma be alright though I said we came in this *** tonight to *** things We gonna leave this *** tonight a *** scene In black from head to toe, we *** clean Do you know the name of the clique that *** teams? What's up? (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 Always on my hard ***, Joey *** Pull up, make 'em car sick, abracadabra Presto magic, Bugatti's on the scene Party's all around me like it's Gotti on the scene Your money NBA, NFL all legal My *** on the block going hard pumpin' diesel However do you want it, Joe stay blunted I gets off but the ho's stay on it This is my castle, but it ain't white though Ice so bright, *** shine like a light show This my life, yo, go get yours *** Ball 'til we fall 'til the judge hit the pulpit *** cowboys, that's my thing Do it for my *** 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 I said we came in this *** tonight to *** things We gonna leave this *** tonight a *** scene In black from head to toe, we *** clean Do you know the name of the clique that *** teams? What's up? (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