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      Take a Look At My Life

      Take a Look At My Life

      Fat Joe

      Album: Loyalty

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      Fat Joe - Take a Look At My Life Música y Letra

      [Intro: Fat Joe]
      Whooo.. friendly day in the neighborhood
      Birds is chirpin (Hi neighbor!)
      Niggas walkin they dogs, ha ha, watering they flowers
      That's my neighborhood.. FUCK NO!
      I'm from the streets of the BX Boro where niggas push packs
      This is that surge shit, that full flex shit, Al Groh shit
      Raul ya heard me?
      Macho, Jigga Brown JD, Charlie Rock LD, Remy Ma, unh
      Sound boy turn this shit up right here
      
      [Fat Joe]
      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 probaly, find your body at the end of the pier
      Niggas must be crazy to mistakin me for folk lore
      I put the eighty to your baby man I told y'all
      Fuckin wit crack's like fuckin 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 and the pearl
      Fish Scale ta Heron, live well from here on
      Half a mil in ya grill, of course we bare all
      Niggas 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 shit and getcha own shine, muhh'fucka
      
      [Chorus: Fat Joe]
      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
      
      [Fat Joe]
      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?
      Fuck, alot of y'all niggas, you been shittin 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 bitches 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 fuck
      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
      with the mac flast cuz I am what I rap, nigga
      TS throw in your hands, make 'em pack nigga
      To never let another crew move his back nigga, what!
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Ending: DJ Kay Slay]
      Yeah, DJ Kay Slay a.k.a. Slap ya favorite DJ
      The black Fat Joe of the motherfuckin game
      Terror Squad motherfuckers, y'all know what it is
      I'll buck, ooh, ooh ooh, I'll slap the shit out of one of you
      motherfuckers
      Y'all front on the Squad, man? Y'all know what it is, man
      2003 shit, faggot ass motherfuckers, get the fuck outta here
      Oh, oh, oh yeah, and most of youse owe me

      Fat Joe - Take a Look At My Life Música y Letra

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