Fat Joe Lyrics     Representing for the South Bronx, D.I.T.C., Terror Squad, and Latinos worldwide, Fat Joe has been blazing mics and putting in work since the early 1990s. One of the first Puerto Rican emcees to achieve mass success, Joe debuted on wax in 1993 with his single "Flow Joe." The album Represent dropped shortly thereafter, and showcased the hungry young rapper's gritty street tales laid over quality production by the likes of Lord Finesse, the Beatnuts, Diamond D, and Showbiz. 1995 saw the release of Jealous One's Envy, a slept-on classic if there ever was one. Joey Crack's rhyme skills had evolved immensely and his tracks were tighter than ever, with DJ Premier providing some choice gems. The album also introduced listeners to a fiery lyricist that Joe had taken under his wing, the one and only Big Punisher. Fat Joe's success in the rap game has also led to other ventures. He owns two clothing stores and a barber shop, and also rocks the visual art (he used to be a serious graf writer) with his gear company FJ 560. He released his third LP Don Cartagena in 1999, as well as Terror Squad - The Album. In 2001, Fat Joe scored a hit with "We Thuggin'," off his fourth solo record Jealous Ones Still Envy (J.O.S.E.). Loyalty dropped in late 2002, followed by the second Terror Squad album, True Story, which featured the mega-smash single "Lean Back." In June 2005, Joe released his sixth solo effort, All or Nothing. Download Fat Joe MP3s here Buy rare Fat Joe vinyl records, CDs and rare music albums: All I Need All Or Nothing Bet Ya Man Can't Crush Tonight Don Cartagena    Get It Poppin J.o.s.e. Jealous Ones Still Envy Loyalty    Represent So Much More Things Of That Nature We Thuggin'

Fat Joe Song Lyric: It's O.K. Yeah, right about now I'm about to slow it up For that very special lady I see you right there But we about to smooth it out for you Right now Never, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey! [Chorus] It's okay, it's okay It's okay, hey, we was home anyway It's alright, it's alright High, High, we was all more night NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my I'm talkin 'bout NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my Who? Who? NIGGAS! Tryin to come in my home Take my chrome, I say yo "It's On" If my house, I-I been here(speakin spanish too) Es me casa y yo viva aqui [Verse 1] Yeah, check me out now The other day I was chillin In the crib with two women We just finished swimmin Now I'm ready to slid up in 'em They the horny type, bout to get it on With the only dykes, now I hear the alarm I'm like, "Holy Christ!" Is somebody tryin to come up in my crib? I'm like "Who the fuck is this?" like Notorious Big, he wore a black suit With a black mask that match I'm bout to blast his mask off Push his cabbage back Make spaghetti out his brain Cuz I'm steady with the aim Niggas comin sideways, gettin petty wit da game Musta heard about the half in the safe The stash in the base, iced out medals in the case Niggas comin wit da chrome Tryin to sneak up in my home, rumors out I spent a Mil' on the pump piece alone I got the heat in my palm Nobody's seein it though Step your feet on my lawn I'm puttin 3 to ya dome! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Yeah, verse 2, yo Now I got these bitches Screamin fo' they life Peein on they nice Gotta funny feelin that They teamin on the heist Scheemin on the ice Wont get you nothin but killed Front if you will, get chopped up Stuffed in the quill Back to the lab, got these niggas After my math, these hoes try to play it off But they captain is back They must have teamed up With some niggas thinkin they sweet Like I just rapped and I got a ho waitin in the street I'm playin for keeps, I see 'em Creepin on the moniters Got my temperature risin faster than thermometers I burn banana clips, make all My victories unanimous I'm accurate, once I catch a peak Hey man, yo ass is hit! Now I see 'em creepin through the front door I think not! We exchange shots Like cops into getting blocked{*gunshot*} He busts, I bust back{*gunshot*} He caught one in the chest The other two got hit up In the stomache and neck{*gunshots*} I'm under the desk, freeloading Puttin slugs in the rest Wonderin what possessed these niggas To come in my rest!{*gunshots*} {*breathing hard*} You motherfuckers want a war with me? Dont you know I fuckin kill niggas? Here I come!{*gunshots*} Oh, shit! Motherfuckers is dead already! Yo, where them bitches go? Get This Ringtone All I Need Another Wild Nigga From The Bronx Bad Bad Man Bet Ya Man Can't (Triz) Bet Ya Man Can’t Bronx Keeps Creating It Bronx Tale Bust at You Crush Tonight Crush Tonite Da Fat Gangsta Dat Gangsta Shit Dedication Definition Of A Don Don Cartagena Envy Fat Joe's In Town Fat Joe’s in Town Fight Club Find Out Flow Joe Get On Up Get The Hell On With That Girl Im A Bad Boy Good Times He's Not Real He’s Not Real I Got This In A Smash I'm A Hit That It's O.K. Fat Joe lyrics page: 1 2

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