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- Fat Joe Take A Look At My Life 歌詞
- Fat Joe
- Whoo friendly day in the neighborhood
Birds is chirpin'
Hi neighbor
Walkin' they dogs ha ha
Watering they flowers
That's my neighborhood f**k no
I'm from the streets of the BX Boro
Where niggas push packs
This is that shit
That full flex Al Groh
Raul ya heard me
Macho Jigga Brown JD Charlie Rock LD Remy Ma unh
Sound boy turn this shit up right here
I'm your idol your highest title numero uno
Yes I'm Puerto Rican and
I speak it so that you know
Stomp yeah that's the idea
Leave that nigga leakin from ear ta ear
Listen here young bruh man ya end is near
They probably find your body
In the end of the pier
Must be crazy to mistakin' me
For folk lore
I put the eighty to your baby man
I told y'all
Wit' crack's like f* *kin' wit' crack
What Pull out the pipe or push your weight back
Look ya hate that look we stay straped
From Crook from way back done took the game back
Ya shook remain fact top of
The world stop knockin the girl
She in the drop with already rock lock
The pearl
Fish Scale ta Heron live well from here on
Half a mil in ya grill of course we bare all
Thinkin' that this rap is just words
I pull up in they curb pull a Desert Bird
And clear the block in no time
Get off my dick stop focus
And getcha own shine muhh'f**ka
Take a look at my life and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to
Hear the heat clap
Y'all need a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don you know ya need Crack
Takea look at my life and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to
Hear the heat clap
Y'all need a nigga like me
To point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don you know ya need Crack
First we was thuggin' then bust sluggin'
My lifestyle the shit really had the streets buggin'
Oh no he ain't come back like that
Not Crack with a platinum plaque yo
It's the thirteenth al spinna niggas use to doubt
Now we even made Craig Common look like a winner
Me and Diddy skippin' out on bills
Just copped the house on a hill now how that feel
Alot of y'all you been
Since the first song
Now we rip it down spring break with no shirt on
Ass all out just swoonin ' the crowd
Same damn mean wanna move in my house
You see us back to back in 'em snow white trucks
Chain hanging off the rim you not giving a f**k
You must not be reading it right
Ice so bright we don't need headlights at night
Yo crack niggas ask niggas how I smack niggas
The mac flast 'cuz I am what I rap nigga
Two years throw in your hands make 'em pack nigga
To never let another crew move his back nigga what
Take a look at my life and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to
Hear the heat clap
Y'all need a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don you know ya need Crack
Take a look at my life and you can see that
I'm from the Bronx where it's known to
Hear the heat clap
Y'all need a nigga like me to point cha fingers at
So stop hating on The Don you know ya need Crack
Yeah DJ Kay Slay a k a Slap ya favorite DJ
The black Fat Joe game
Terror Squad y'all know what it is
I'll buck ooh ooh ooh
I'll slap out of one of you
Y'all front on the Squad man Y'all know
What it is man
2003
Oh oh oh yeah and most of youse owe me
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