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Fat Joe

Joseph Antonio Cartagena (born August 19, 1970), better known by his stage name Fat Joe, is an American rapper, CEO of Terror Squad Entertainment, and member of musical groups D.I.T.C. and Terror Squad. more »

Year:

1995

3:50

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Yeah 
This joint right here is goin' out to everybody gettin' money 
I mean the real cream
All up and down the East and West coast 
Check it  
Chorus: repeat 2X 
Hustlin is the key to success 
Money is the key to sex 
The life is gettin cash  drinkin Mo'  gettin blessed 
The games people play 
The names people slay 
It's just another ordinary day 
One's for the cash  two's for every blunt's ash 
Three's for all the 40 brews goin to cruise the bowel 
Four's for the drugs, sex, and power 
I be the top dolla scala, rockin gold collars 
While you tryin to sip the juice, I'm takin swallows 
Step into my zone and get blown, ? internationally known 
Yeah, in case you haven't heard the rep 
Have an appetite for beef and get, hand fed led 
Rapid-fire echoes through your, vicinity 
Why you messin with this nigga from Trinity? 
For every shell that fell, there's a story to tell 
But it's a fine line between grapevines and pines 
Knahmean? There's no room for snitches and loud bitches 
But it's always room for riches and deep ditches 
That's how it be in this everlasting game 
Declaring war on cocks, and leavin chumps slain 
So maintain, and put the frontin to a rest 
Or today'll be the grand openin of your chest 
Success, triple beam, knahmean? 
Dolla dolla bill 
Chorus 
The streets are full of vengeance, and it's expensive 
If you don't organize your words right in your sentence 
Twelve gauge holes take souls and lives are lost 
Who said an arm and a leg was a high cost to toss? 
Things are done different, in my zip code 
Hollow tips implode, dumb-dums explode 
Now your crew is screamin like they see demons when I reload 
You can't comprehend, act like you want it for clarity 
I'm pushin wigs, handin out jigs like charity 
You best to get your groove on, or get moved on 
Or play the hot steppa, and die with your shoes on 
I collects ass and cash 
While my crew consumes liquor and hash, and keep the stash 
Whether, hustlin or dustin we get busy with ours 
T.S., T.A.T., respect for miles 
The Bronx is the turf, South is the area 
Bring ten, bring twenty, the more guns the merrier 
Nobody's bad as me, no cops nabbin me 
Front if you dare and I'll change your whole anatomy 
For real... uh! 
Chorus (repeat to fade)

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