My World lyrics

Artist  : Fat Joe 
Song : My World
 


[Featuring Big Pun]
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh Lotta money in here
Uh Terror
Squad
Now and forever
Top of the world
Tun
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
They call me Joey
Crack my name'll never be forgotten
livin' in
the NY city thats rotten
niggas on the block
still screamin' and plottin'
Wonderin' if my
squad gon stop bubblin'
But we not cuz we all
still shinin'
You average We floss four karat
diamonds
Layin' up in the plushes suite
Wit
the thuggish freaks
She love to eat plus bust
the heat
We touch the streets wit the same
principles
Everyday gotta get this cash know
it makes sense to you
Joe Crack one in a
million
Get cash from drug deals
But still
keep the weapons concealed
build wit the
gods
todays madd fast cars
who copped what
and got shot comin' out the bar
My repitore is
far beyond 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
But as long as every song is rich you
can't tell me shit
We been doin' this since
Prince was the bomb
Before he changed his name
and started making wack songs
Before the
trigger talk and the heat wit chalk
was our
last resort and niggas took it to the
streets
I live the plush life
Nothing on my
wrist but crushed ice
Bumpin' the heist in the
GS wit the bug lights
Just the life that the
playa portrays
Lookin' laced in my
FJ560's
It's many ways that we gon get
it
Look how many years we don did it
cop
land and build a home in it
That's all I ever
wanted dreamed of
create a mean buzz
Slick
C.R.E.A.M. and show my team love
You see us on
B.E.T.
Rockin' ice blue suits pardon the
jewlery
Is the same fat kid from the Ave of
Trinity
It's been around three years since my
last LP
But it gets no better than
this
consecutive hits
You on some Jealous
Ones Envy shit
conpetitive bitch
I got my
enemies mapped out
No doubt
take the leer
jet to Cali theres a party up at Shaq's
house
You don't wanna compare counts pull ya
stash out
the ultraviolet from my ice will
make you pass out
My niggas force black
outs
shoot up ya skate key
You love to hate
me
pushin' the dope ass ride doin' a
hundred-eighty
(Chorus)-Big Pun
(Ad-lib til
end)
Yeah, gon ride for you
Yeah, uh, uh,
uh
Gon ride for you
Gon ride for you (Ha,
Ha, Ha, Huh)
Yeah, We gon ride for you
We
gon ride for you
Yeah, We gon ride for you,
motherfuckin' gon ride for you
Ha, yeah,
Everybody in the struggle
Hold ya head baby,
Uh
Yeah, Charli Rock LD, Big Surge, Big Frank,
Big O
Huh, We gon ride for you, best believe
I'ma ride for you
Ha, ha, yeah I'm gon ride
for you, best believe we gon ride for
you
Terror Squad, 9-8, New Millenium
Joey
Crack, realness
1 (7X's)
Tony Montana, Yeah
what