Don Cartagena
Fat Joe lyrics
Fat Joe lyrics
"Definition Of A Don feat Remy Martin Lyrics"
Travelling With Charley Lyrics
Once he gets a mystic call jump into his motorcar Once we're rolling down the road he's forgotten where to go Travelling with Charley my detective darling My agent hasn't solved a case My agent never finds a trace but Charley has always style Charley is always nice poor Charley He would
Once he gets a mystic call jump into his motorcar Once we're rolling down the road he's forgotten where to go Travelling with Charley my detective darling My agent hasn't solved a case My agent never finds a trace but Charley has always style Charley is always nice poor Charley He would
Yeah.. Definition of a Don
It's like I gotta keep remindin you and remindin you
Who's that nigga.. You heard the kid
Fly was on the casket of all those who appose the squadus
It's the motherfuckin Don Cartagena ya heard
What?!
[Chorus: Remy Martin]
They wanna know why ya name is Joey Crack
You a hustler, how they think you got the stacks? (Uh)
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks witcha paps (Yeah)
And the Squad to hard niggaz gotta fall back (Tell 'em)
Damn papi, you're shit is icey now (Uh-huh)
In the Bronx witcha Benz rims pokin out (Ten mil)
You got the niggaz in the pen straight loc'in out
But when the don is on nigga clos
The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore Lyrics
Loneliness is a cloak you wear A deep shade of blue is always there [Chorus:] The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you're without love Baby emptiness is a place you're in Nothing to lose But no more to win [Chorus]
e ya mouth Loneliness is a cloak you wear A deep shade of blue is always there [Chorus:] The sun ain't gonna shine anymore The moon ain't gonna rise in the sky The tears are always clouding your eyes When you're without love Baby emptiness is a place you're in Nothing to lose But no more to win [Chorus]
[Fat 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 wife, and kids
I walked through many blocks niggaz couldn't stand on
Had shit locked before I had a glock to even put my hands on
Before I had the dough to put my fams on
Before I had rocks sealed in pink tops, tryna get a gram off
A wild adolescent, raised by the street
Mesmorized by the dealers and the places they eat
And when they blazed the heat, I was the shorty to take the handoff
Run upstairs, tryna sneak the gat past gran
On Gorgeous Grounds Lyrics
"Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?" As she consumes my eyes I stand paralyzed... ...froze like eyes... Don't want to know her name, disappointed I might be So I ask if she's real, her flesh she let me feel... ...which I might steal... I walk on gorgeous grounds... She tells me without a sound That we are the only ones<
moms "Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?" As she consumes my eyes I stand paralyzed... ...froze like eyes... Don't want to know her name, disappointed I might be So I ask if she's real, her flesh she let me feel... ...which I might steal... I walk on gorgeous grounds... She tells me without a sound That we are the only ones<
This is how it should be done... my life...
Is identical to none, son tryed to duplicate but I knew he was fake
Cuz everytime I walked by he turned blue in the face
I'm like heavy on the leg when I pop
All my change is like heavy on the weight when I cop
It's just the way it's done
Niggaz tell me they respect the way I blaze them guns
On hold it down for the Bronx in the name of Pun
[Chorus]
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh, my name ring bells like a P.O.
Put the pressure on a nigga like I'm right atcha do'
With the muzzle out, nigga can't shoke with my dough
I'm at his mothers house
Beat up his pops, put the pistol in his brother
Silent Night Lyrics
Silent night, holy night, All is calm all is bright, Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace! Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight; Glories stream from he
s mouth Silent night, holy night, All is calm all is bright, Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace! Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight; Glories stream from he
Wave bricks, whips... jerked a few coke and next play the strip
with chrome knowin that they won't forget
And on the weekends we shut down clubs
You know them crazy Peurto Ricans always fuckin it up!
If I can't afford it, I'ma extort it
If I can't cut it, I'ma bake it
Strip you niggaz butt-naked, I'm a thoroughbred
Carry guns and pump heroin
Never went O.T. I'm too light for Maryland
I'd rather play the streets of New York
Where the fiends are guarunteed to keep the meat on my fork
I'm just a hustler - feds put the tap
on our phones in hopes of cuffin us
Then wonder why we livin life so illustrious
[Chorus repeat 2x