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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

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Yo This is going out to all my peeps locked down 
Charlie Rock  LD 
All my peeps who passed away  yeah 
Verse 1: 
I remember when we used to chill on a hill 
When Forest Projects  used to be Godsville 
Brothers was wilin  others was cool 
Some hit the island  some smoked fools 
Me I chose the life of crime since day one 
13 years old  already trying to cop a gun 
I never understood why my pops would beat me 
No matter what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me 
That's why I never listened to a thing he said 
And I wasn't just mad when I used to wish him dead 
Instead, me and Ma Dukes kept tight 
Promised that one day everything would be alright 
14 Years old, cutting mad classes 
Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses 
Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind 
Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin dime 
Everybody knew Joey Crack represented 
And if I told then I'd take your life 
Hey Yo, I meant it 
That's the way it goes 
When you deal with the real fake jacks 
And get your cap peeled 
CHORUS: 
Hey Joey, let's just get this money 
Brothas just be wilin 
Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody 
Brothas they been triflin 
Verse 2: 
Yeah Momma never said life would be so hard 
sometimes i find myself alone just praying to god 
Hoping that today won't be the last 
I mean, Just the other day this kid I knew got blasted 
(Say Word) Word, it wasn't over no cash. 
It was over some broad who liked to auction off the ass 
He was a cool kid, although we lost him big 
If he was a real nigga, then he wouldn't have got did 
Life's trife, and then you die 
Nobody dies of old age, but in the hands of another guy 
That's why I keeps an alibi 
Juliani wants to see a brother fry 
So I maintain to keep my mind peace focused 
Keep the gat there in case a nigga want to smoke this 
Times are difficult on the streets of New York 
It's kinda hard trying to hope for and not get caught 
Blue eyes is on my back with intentions of arresting me 
But they won't get the best of me 
Cause riches are my destiny 
CHORUS 
Verse 3: 
No one expected me to blow like this 
What was once hand me downs 
Is now the best of ??atanovich?? 
Yukon Jeeps creepin through the streets 
Catching the eye of every big booty cheek freak 
Daten rims so shiny you can see your reflection 
Green plush interior, under the seat 
The heat for protection 
Momma look at me now 
Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child 
D.E.L. condos for first impression hoes 
No more holes in my gibros 
Strictly denim and clothes 
Airwaves blasting my latest single 
All up in the Mecca Club 
Making Lucci while I mingle 
Jingle jewels in the face of past enemies 
Eat your heart out son, you never was a friend to me 
CHORUS 
Big Joe, South Bronx 
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