Fat Joe, Big Pun - My World lyrics

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
Schemin' 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 mad fast cars
Who copped what and got shot
Comin' out the bar
My repertoire is far beyond belief
Y'all ain't much to me
Honestly you can't fuck wit me

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 CREAM and show my team love
You see us on BET
Rockin' ice blue suit's pardon the jewelery
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 hit's
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

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

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'mma 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