I go out of my mind trying to play the game. But right now there?s no holding me down. I?m OK. It?s a lucky day (Thanks to Joe for these lyrics)
always leave, but I?m stuck with me. I?m stuck with me? no C?est la Vie? I can?t freakin? leave? I guess I?m just stuck with me! (Thanks to Joe for
we always try. And we lose and we win, and we let others in, and the one thing we share is living this life? (Thanks to Joe for these lyrics)
away. I don?t wanna go if I know someday she?ll forget all the things we said. I cry as I walk away. I keep her picture in my mind (Thanks to Joe for
[From The 300 Movie] This is where we fight this is where they die on the shields boys [Fat Joe talking] Coca. I'm in the greatest shape of my life!
youh know its me; coca baby youh know its me got trees got weed,pop E,cool D (come on)coca baby youh know its me; coca baby youh kno its me Fat Joe
m done with it Y'all niggas is gettin on, I've been shittin Hundred grand in one night in Sin City I've been spittin, been rippin to any beat Big L, Fat Joe
Kool and Dre (This) Black game (Is) Terror squad (I, I, I, I, I) The remix Gotta say my name Weezy f. baby (This is) Weezy f. baby Aka it's the remix
you survive?! [Fat Joe] Kris, that's why I'm the greatest Of all time [KRS-One - chuckling] Joe, (I'm) the best!! You must be out ya fuckin mind! [Hook: Fat Joe
Baby, you could keep a secret Calca, kills mania, hey, ey, ah, ah Fresh off the runway, pair white Nikes Phantom top drop on that I 95 Pink see us sucka
grey nikes, that flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta
You flow cold but Joe flow sicka Even rappin? I'll be like Joe?s that nigger Joe?s got it, supreme team show These are the niggaz you compare to Joe,
And I say right about now New York City. They say is life and death, there's no future fronting. I see a mac and a tec keeping duz coming Coka, Joe
! Is that he swimmin to Joe? Every weekend if the car comes I quit with the Boss. And you know Shit hard , when it's Swizzy and Joe 88 nigga yeah , cuz
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4, :VERSE 1: 50 Percent Girl that's the shade of my window tint Ain't nobody gonna see you girl Trust you, trust me, baby Do you know
It's an emergency, I need you Rush me in, let's begin Lights is off, girl come check my pulse I'm kinda hot, you know my spot Girl diagnose me, you don
Yo, Shakespeare we got to take this from the [Incomprehensible], baby My desire start a fire right here in this bedroom No attire is required right here
What ever happened to this room? It used to be so good But now the days pile on the floor And rain leaks through the crepe paper We stuck up on the
