Don Cartagena

1.Don Cartagena (Fat Joe) sözleri

Fat Joe tarafından albümünde söylenen Don Cartagena adlı şarkının sözleri.

Nobody said it would be easyha hah
[puff] what y’all wanna do hah? (2x)
Nobody wanna handle it
[puff] as we proceedto give you what you need
[puff] what y’all wanna do hah? (2x)
[puff] nine-eightit’s the great
[puff] what y’all wanna do hah? (2x)

Verse one: fat joe

Now why the sad facejealous for fellas that’s diamond laced
Tryin to find a place to reclineshine my face
Under the sun where it’s warmrunnin with pun til I’m gone
That’s word is bond on my moms
That’s the squad mottogot beef we call rallo
Dame un tragohe go to war wit a bottle
Simple as datflip out the mack and cripple a cat (take that 4x)
Right through your back tissue with any pistol I pack (c’mon)
Physical rap means we live the lyrics
Long as n... fear us you could never entirely dissapear us
We the realest you ever gon’ see
In all honestyain’t another brother that’s hotter than me
Modesty’ll get nowherethat’s why I go there (yeahyeah)
Like lettin you know where to buy the new fat joe gear (that’s right)
Five sixty (five sixty) only the squad ride with me
Unless you a bad boyand roll with puff diddy (eheheheh)
It’s my cityand everything in it
Ain’t a thing rented (c’mon) it’s my benzif you see me in it (yeah)
We invented floodin the watchand runnin the spots
That’s whyI’m not a playerI just crush a lot

Chorus: puff daddy

What you thoughtwe ain’t run the streets?
Now you can’t sleep ten deepconvoyin in the benz jeep
Rollin deep with the don-tana
I put the chrome in your caraadios to manana
(repeat 2x)

Verse two: fat joe

Yeauhyo
You better slide or catch this homicide
Ain’t no match for joey crack I’m blowin backs out the other side
Brothers died and mother’s cried at wakesthese are the breaks
Kurtis blow your head off like jake (like jake)
So take heed and read between the linesain’t no cheatin mines
Player haters never wanna see my shine
Up in the range or in the lex coupe
Rockin a fresh suit with dress shoeson my way to les boo’s
Less choose the life we rather liveon the streets stabbin kids
Or livin mad sweet in lavish cribs
Fix marriages for my kidssix karatsI’m a whiz (mmmmm)
Exotic tokin parrots on my wrist
It ain’t s... but for sexmoneyand drugs
True thugs with slugs and wrap bodies in rugs
What the f...joe cracktwist your cap back
Leave your heart rate flatonce terror squad attacks (yea yea yea)

Chorus 2x

(puff daddy talkin over chorus)
Terror squadand bad boy
Joey crackbig pun
I see you

Can’t sleepten deep
Yeauh-huh
Adios to manana
Terror squadwhat?
Bad boykhanmean?
Joey crackbig pun
I see youI see you
C’monyeayeasay what say what?
Say what say what?
Uh-huh

I see you.. take that..
Adios to manana!