. Run and Bo, D. M. C. and Fat Joe. Fo' cats on the same track got dough. Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't know?. From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa) Chorus. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre
. That we riddled some middlemen who didn't do diddly It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L. Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill. I'm still the fat one that you love to hate