Текст песни Fat Joe - Success, слова песни Fat Joe

Текст песни Fat Joe - Success

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YeahThis joint right here is goin out to everybody gettin moneyI mean the real CREAMAll up and down the East and West coastCheck it *echoes*[Chorus: repeat 2X]Hustlin is the key to successMoney is the key to sexThe life is gettin cash, drinkin Mo`, gettin blessedThe games people playThe names people slayIt`s just another ordinary day[Verse One]One`s for the cash, two`s for every blunt`s ashThree`s for all the 40 brews goin to cruise the bowelFour`s for the drugs, sex, and powerI be the top dolla scala, rockin gold collarsWhile you tryin to sip the juice, I`m takin swallowsStep into my zone and get blown, my ways are internationally knownYeah, in case you haven`t heard the repHave an appetite for beef and get, hand fed ledRapid-fire echoes through your, vicinityWhy you messin with this nigga from Trinity?For every shell that fell, there`s a story to tellBut it`s a fine line between grapevines and pinesKnahmean? There`s no room for snitches and loud bitchesBut it`s always room for riches and deep ditchesThat`s how it be in this everlasting gameDeclaring war on cocks, and leavin chumps slainSo maintain, and put the frontin to a restOr today`ll be the grand openin of your chestSuccess, triple beam, knahmean?Dolla dolla bill[Chorus][Verse Two]The streets are full of vengeance, and it`s expensiveIf you don`t organize your words right in your sentenceTwelve gauge holes take souls and lives are lostWho said an arm and a leg was a high cost to toss?Things are done different, in my zip codeHollow tips implode, dum-dums explodeNow your crew is screamin like they see demons when I reloadYou can`t comprehend, act like you want it for clarityI`m pushin wigs, handin out jigs like charityYou best to get your groove on, or get moved onOr play the hot steppa, and die with your shoes onI collects ass and cashWhile my crew consumes liquor and hash, and keep the stashWhether, hustlin or dustin we get busy with oursT.S., T.A.T., respect for milesThe Bronx is the turf, South is the areaBring ten, bring twenty, the more guns the merrierNobody`s bad as me, no cops nabbin meFront if you dare and I`ll change your whole anatomyFor real... uh![Chorus] - repeat to fade

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