Fat Joe - Darkside iii (feat. dre) lyrics
Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fat Joe - Darkside iii feat. dre lyrics]
Boogie Down Productions was the
Soundtrack to my life
I was bumpin that while I was
Pumping crack all through the night
Cuban link that 15 Yoda
Flooded that shit out with ice
And put shadow shadows shadow shadows to
Strike it that's 2 sides
We the ones they callin when they
Need to spray they blockas
I got shooters on the corners
Guaranteed they hit the shot
Jesus Shuttlesworth you know we got it for
Moving turkeys up til Christmas
Reach and call em Butterball, stunt on ya'll
Rolls gold Rollie, presidential
100 racks on me that's the beretential
Don't tell the feds though
They got me for a ticket
But when I touch it down I'm
Droppin 50 on the strippers
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll niggas
That'll hold it down
That'll bust some rounds yea yea
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll bitches
That'll hold it down
They gon be around and lay down yea
I brought an obnoxious bitch
To the Trayvon rally
Tried to hit her with conscious shit
She giving me brain in the alley
Leave the curtains open on purpose
To let a bitch see
If she curious I'll put her on
The work to lick be most of these rappers is
Actors buyin they entourages
Writing scripts to the judge just
To duck a few charges
Tom Ford suit's, slinging them pies
Try hang me out to dry for my criminal ties
Uh wettin yay way before I ever made the tape
Closed caskets
Them ghetto bastards still an open case
Crocodile tears, you niggas never bust a gun
As long as you picked your last
And you give her a son
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll niggas
That'll hold it down
That'll bust some rounds yea yea
With a couple I'll bitches
That'll hold it down
They gon be around and lay down yea
Soundtrack to my life
I was bumpin that while I was
Pumping crack all through the night
Cuban link that 15 Yoda
Flooded that shit out with ice
And put shadow shadows shadow shadows to
Strike it that's 2 sides
We the ones they callin when they
Need to spray they blockas
I got shooters on the corners
Guaranteed they hit the shot
Jesus Shuttlesworth you know we got it for
Moving turkeys up til Christmas
Reach and call em Butterball, stunt on ya'll
Rolls gold Rollie, presidential
100 racks on me that's the beretential
Don't tell the feds though
They got me for a ticket
But when I touch it down I'm
Droppin 50 on the strippers
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll niggas
That'll hold it down
That'll bust some rounds yea yea
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll bitches
That'll hold it down
They gon be around and lay down yea
I brought an obnoxious bitch
To the Trayvon rally
Tried to hit her with conscious shit
She giving me brain in the alley
Leave the curtains open on purpose
To let a bitch see
If she curious I'll put her on
The work to lick be most of these rappers is
Actors buyin they entourages
Writing scripts to the judge just
To duck a few charges
Tom Ford suit's, slinging them pies
Try hang me out to dry for my criminal ties
Uh wettin yay way before I ever made the tape
Closed caskets
Them ghetto bastards still an open case
Crocodile tears, you niggas never bust a gun
As long as you picked your last
And you give her a son
Darkside 3, Lord provide me
With a couple I'll niggas
That'll hold it down
That'll bust some rounds yea yea
With a couple I'll bitches
That'll hold it down
They gon be around and lay down yea