Don Cartegena

Yeah, Yeah<br>Yeah, Yeah<br>Uh, Lotta money in here<br>Uh, Terror Squad<br>Now and forever<br>Top of the world, Tun<br>Yeah, uh<br>Yeah, uh<br><br>They call me Joey Crack my name`ll never be forgotten<br>livin` in the NY city thats rotten<br>niggas on the block still screamin` and plottin`<br>Wonderin` if my squad gon stop bubblin`<br>But we not cuz we all still shinin`<br>You average, We floss four karat diamonds<br>Layin` up in the plushes suite<br>Wit the thuggish freaks<br>She love to eat plus bust the heat<br>We touch the streets wit the same principles<br>Everyday gotta get this cash know it makes sense to you<br>Joe Crack one in a million<br>Get cash from drug deals<br>But still keep the weapons concealed<br>build wit the gods<br>todays madd fast cars<br>who copped what and got shot comin` out the bar<br>My repitore is far beyond belief<br>Y`all ain`t much to me<br>Honestly you can`t fuck wit me<br><br>(Chorus)-Big Pun<br>It`s my life, my money, my world<br>My girls, TS electrify the sky like the 3rd rail<br>Want us to fail cuz you on our dick<br>But as long as every song is rich you can`t tell me shit<br>We been doin` this since Prince was the bomb<br>Before he changed his name and started making wack songs<br>Before the trigger talk and the heat wit chalk<br>was our last resort and niggas took it to the streets<br><br>I live the plush life <br>Nothing on my wrist but crushed ice<br>Bumpin` the heist in the GS wit the bug lights<br>Just the life that the playa portrays<br>Lookin` laced in my FJ560`s<br>It`s many ways that we gon get it<br>Look how many years we don did it<br>cop land and build a home in it<br>That`s all I ever wanted dreamed of<br>create a mean buzz<br>Slick C.R.E.A.M. and show my team love<br>You see us on B.E.T.<br>Rockin` ice blue suits pardon the jewlery<br>Is the same fat kid from the Ave of Trinity<br>It`s been around three years since my last LP<br>But it gets no better than this<br>consecutive hits<br>You on some Jealous Ones Envy shit<br>conpetitive bitch<br>I got my enemies mapped out<br>No doubt<br>take the leer jet to Cali theres a party up at Shaq`s house<br>You don`t wanna compare counts pull ya stash out<br>the ultraviolet from my ice will make you pass out<br>My niggas force black outs<br>shoot up ya skate key<br>You love to hate me<br>pushin` the dope ass ride doin` a hundred-eighty<br><br>(Chorus)-Big Pun<br><br>(Ad-lib til end)<br>Yeah, gon ride for you<br>Yeah, uh, uh, uh<br>Gon ride for you<br>Gon ride for you (Ha, Ha, Ha, Huh)<br>Yeah, We gon ride for you<br>We gon ride for you<br>Yeah, We gon ride for you, motherfuckin` gon ride for you<br>Ha, yeah, Everybody in the struggle<br>Hold ya head baby, Uh<br>Yeah, Charli Rock LD, Big Surge, Big Frank, Big O<br>Huh, We gon ride for you, best believe I`ma ride for you<br>Ha, ha, yeah I`m gon ride for you, best believe we gon ride for you<br>Terror Squad, 9-8, New Millenium<br>Joey Crack, realness<br>1 (7X`s)<br>Tony Montana, Yeah what