Take A Look At My Life fat joe

Take A Look At My Life [Intro: Fat Joe] Whooo.. friendly day in the neighborhood Birds is chirpin (Hi neighbor!)

God's Child (feat. Fat Joe) Mary J. Blige

now Joey the plug Had to move past the vultures, sleep with the violence Spent a hundred on this trip, ask Terrell, he my stylist Coulda been a doctor but I had no patience Now they gave me a doctorate

Life Goes On Fat Joe

And Life Goes On (2002) The timin ain't me, it's like, please goin through wrong Speak the truth, haha, speak the truth, yeah, yo, yo [Fat Joe] She was only sixteen, when I met her I was playin the corner

Misery Needs Company Fat Joe

[Featuring Noreaga] intro: [police sirens] [Noreaga and Fat Joe talking] [Fat Joe] Yo, yo, one's for the cash, two's for my facilty three's for all the M-3's Racin across the Tapenze ?

Part Deux Fat Joe

Yeah Fat Joe, Jealous One's Envy Steppin to the jam niggaz actin all friendly Smilin in my face, and all the whiles they wanna take my fuckin place, them backstabbers, them backstabbers I got some

My World Fat Joe

belief Y'all ain't much to me Honestly you can't fuck wit me (Chorus)-Big Pun It's my life, my money, my world My girls, TS electrify the sky like the 3rd rail Want us to fail cuz you on our dick

Envy Fat Joe

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

Firewater Fat Joe

shit back, mira, hey yo Fat Joe and them is here now, word shine like marbles, collects diamonds the remix, add on son politic for the real ones...

The Wild Life Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit! Shout to my homies out west The hoo-bangers! Mack Deezy for Sheezy All my niggas in the Bronx Holdin them corners down Ya heard? Get it right!

The World Changed On Me (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

When old pimps was outside with young hookers I sprayed the block, nobody seen shit (Doo-doo-doo-doo) Dapper Dan down, the whole team drip Rose up from the dungeons, no one gave me nothing Was cold, my

Wild Life (Feat. Prospect, Xzibit) Fat Joe

Prospect, Xzibit [Fat Joe] Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit! Shout to my homies out west The hoo-bangers! Mack Deezy for Sheezy All my niggas in the Bronx Holdin them corners down Ya heard?

Dog House (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

'Cause once a good man gone Damn That's that type of shit you don't want, girl I thought it was us forever You the only one I ever wanted to share my life with, grow old with Now you done fucked that all

Definition Of A Don Fat Joe

Joe] Yeah, yo You wouldn't understand my story of life I live Most niggaz that really know me got life as bids The trife as kids, this ain't no Scarface shit These niggaz really will kill you, your

Loyalty Fat Joe

I won't stare at nobody else my baby (Promise I won't stare) Cuz all I need is you (All I need, all I need baby) [Talking: Fat Joe] To all the ladies in our lives, you heard Strong independent women, come

Definition Of A Don (Feat. Remy Ma) Fat Joe

Joe] Yeah, yo You wouldn't understand my story of life I live Most niggaz that really know me got life as bids The trife as kids, this ain't no Scarface shit These niggaz really will kill you, your

Temptation Part I (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe] Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent

Temptation Part I Fat Joe

[Chorus 2X: Fat Joe] Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherfucker die - don't look in my eye Take this wit'cha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya

Watch Out Fat Joe

featuring Armaggedon, Big Punisher, Keith Nut [Fat Joe] Yeah!!

They Don't Love You (Explicit Ver.) Fat Joe

son autistic, he's my biggest blessin' Nobody wins when the family feuds Don't ask them questions 'bout Rem' and Papoose You wanna argue, come meet me at the arena Who thought I'd be a world star even

I Can Do U (Album Version - Explicit) Fat Joe

it flies no matter the weather Got a girl, you got a man, this'll be our secret He plays for the Heat, well that's so convenient I'm at the games all the time While your man runs games, it's a shame

Say Word Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Yeah, don't get it fucked up This shit is realer than you think Goin out to all them niggaz gettin cream Drivin them beemers, them NSX's, them Lexus All up in the clubs, buyin out the

Watch the Sound Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] A Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE) Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough! Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE) Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!

All I Need Fat Joe

all day All Im askin you for is to be more trustin Im outta town all the time and dont accuse you of nothin Picture me creepin with a chick on tour When you love my sons as if they was yours I know at

The Hidden Hand Fat Joe

[Featuring Terror Squad] [Fat Joe] Yea, time to educate the youth (Speak on it God) Cause if we won't, then who will?

Don Cartagena Fat Joe

(2X) Verse One: Fat Joe Now why the sad face, jealous for fellas that's diamond laced Tryin to find a place to recline, shine my face Under the sun where it's warm, runnin with Pun til I'm gone That's

Murder Rap Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Uh-oh, uh-oh.. Let's get it over with. Yo sound boy turn the levels up Let's get it over with, UH! Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz at?

Murder Rap (Feat. Armageddon) Fat Joe

Armageddon [Fat Joe] Uh-oh, uh-oh.. Let's get it over with. Yo sound boy turn the levels up Let's get it over with, UH! Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz at?

Find Out Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] I do [Armageddon] Aight then You now may spit on the bride [Fat Joe] I bet you thought I left you hangin, Joe Crack returns bangin with somethin brand spankin, what the fuck was y'all

I Can Do U Fat Joe

it flies no matter the weather Got a girl, you got a man, this`ll be our secret He plays for the Heat, well that`s so convenient I`m at the games all the time While your man runs games, it`s a shame

We Thuggin' (Remix) (Feat. Busta Rhymes, Noreaga, R. Kelly, Remy Ma) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Well it's on if they got no regrets Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake on the coldest sect I got chicks butt-naked feelin' no redress [Remy Martin] Okay, I'm on my way with a

Good Times Fat Joe

Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Fat Joe, Terror Squad, Mo' Thugs, the Good Times nigga, we on top of the world Chorus (2x): Good times, good times [we can have a good time..

The Crack Attack Fat Joe

Crack returns bangin" Yea, uhh Yo it's the Don of rap, sippin Cognac, hit you on the back with the Mac (CLAK CLAK) slip you into cardiac It's the art of rap at the illest form from a killer's point

Bust At You Fat Joe

you (Yeah, Terror Squad) I'd rather touch you, yeah (It's goin' down my niggas) (Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don) 'Stead I'd rather bust at you [Fat Joe] You motherfuckers must be crazy I been doin' this

Opposites Attract (What They Like) (Feat. Remy Ma) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Platinum chains, down to my dick I'm so sick, like flames, light up ya bitch Get it hot like 'dro, and firin and pink slips You at the club alone now she hidin in my whip (But kick it) I

Opposites Attract (What They Like) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Platinum chains, down to my dick I'm so sick, like flames, light up ya bitch Get it hot like 'dro, and firin and pink slips You at the club alone now she hidin in my whip (But kick it) I know

Opposites Attract (What They Like) (Featuring Remy) (New Clean Version) Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Platinum chains, down to my dick I'm so sick, like flames, light up ya bitch Get it hot like 'dro, and firin and pink slips You at the club alone now she hidin in my whip (But kick it) I know

Still Real Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] It's so depressing, uh.. Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars bitches) Shit Is Real Part 2.. (drugs) modern day.. (society yaknow?)

King Of N.Y. Fat Joe

[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned The King of New York, the Don Cartagena Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader! (Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!) [Fat Joe] The fuck?! What?!

Terror Squadians Fat Joe

[Featuring Terror Squad] [Fat Joe] Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick!

Bad Bad Man Fat Joe

Yeah.. now in ninety-three Everybody knows the flav Fat Joe Da Gangsta, yeah You know my style Fat Joe, a.k.a.

Sh*t Is Real Pt. III Fat Joe

[Intro: Fat Joe] Slow motion baby, unh Tell you what I see through these eyes All we do is speak the truth Shit is realla then real Shit is realla then real My true niggas walk wit me, yeah They

Shit Is Real Pt. Ⅲ Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Lord I keep hollering, I hope you listening How come I'm still stressed and even though the squad's glistening?

My Prerogative Fat Joe

Check this out, yo It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative to push things and chase girls who dress provacative Terror Squad lock ice ?

Listen Baby (Feat. Mashonda) Fat Joe

C'mon, get it together My flight lands in a half an hour, we can do whatever [Chorus] [Fat Joe - over Chorus] Woo!

Flow Joe Fat Joe

[Fat Joe] Ahhhhhhh yeah!

Way Of Life D.I.T.C.

featuring Big L Fat Joe [Fat Joe] Diggin In The Crates 9 9 Yeah yeah Still Diggin y'all Yeah yeah yo yo There's only one way for me to explain the key to this game Is longev keep it the same

King Of N.Y. (Feat. Buju Banton) Fat Joe

[Khalid] The original King of New York has returned The King of New York, the Don Cartagena Joe Crack, Terror Squad leader! (Whoo.. whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!!) [Fat Joe] The fuck?!

Da Fat Gangsta Fat Joe

(2X) "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" Tell em who the hell I am "This is Joe Da Fat Gangsta" [Fat Joe] Now on the hip-hop tip, I'm no joke Get live at a jam, and leave a system broke when I spoke MC's

Everybody Get Up Fat Joe

[Chorus 1: Fat Joe] Get up, get get, get down You ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Chorus 2: Fat Joe] She's bad, she's

Everybody Get Up (Album Version - Explicit) (Feat. Timbaland) Fat Joe

[Chorus 1: Fat Joe] Get up, get get, get down You ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Chorus 2: Fat Joe] She's bad, she's bad