Fat Joe - Story To Tell lyrics

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Crack

[Chorus:]

For every shell that fell

There's a story to tell

They say you hustler then you going to hell

Nah, I know God love's me

Yeah, I know that he fucks with me

Can a gangster go to heaven

Let me in

I call it survival you call it a sin

Damn

I got a story to tell

Yeah, I got a story to tell

[Verse 1:]

Yeah I'm right here

Gun in my right palm

Nigga tried and trap me and cage me like my san

Oh shit this mic on

I'm speaking my thoughts Nigga

You catch a hundred if you speaking in court

I'm feeling like Michael

Just before the verdict

Sweat on my forehead

I'm anxious and nervous

These streets ull eat you if you let em

Cop ull beat you

You pumping diesel then them Jack boys ull beat you

I try and listen more and speak less

Cause all that Barber shop talking ull put a Nigga to deep rest

You on the corner and I'm flying buy

Some foreign exotic mo' fucker

You know we flying buy

Oh you got nine lives

I got a pine box

You might as well hop your ass in it cause my iron popped

And I ain't lying Ac

Yeah I'm lying hard

Run up on anybody that's supplying my block

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]

I know this Nigga named Shaheim

An old school cat

Did Football numbers

And never once rat

Now he back on the block got em slinging them packs

And his rep's kind of crazy

Known for slinging them Macks

Got a baby with Sandra

Names him K-Sacks

Cause that's where he did his first bid way back

Now this Nigga Sha' got like a memory lapse

Basically you give him work and he ain't payin' back

Now with some connects you could away with that

But he must of fucked wit the wrong Columbian cats

Now these niggaz comin' strapped they want they money back

And you can't tell the difference cause some of them look black

Now Sha on the block thinkin' life's a joke

And his Mama just had a dream that he might get smoked

But he don't give a fuck he been through the best wars

Knife to knife

The yard to mess halls

And these niggaz here have something else in mine

Like a hundred shots fired at a pretzel less spine

Uh huh, you guessed it

Just a matter of time

Another soldier down he got hit with a nine

Dang

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

Nah I ain't a rapper

Motha fuck rap

They snitched on Kim

How lame is that

This game ain't shit

But snakes and rats

Fighting each other for loose change and scraps

My Nigga kicked you right on your back when you down

No life preservers

They wanna see you drown

Pull the trigger myself

They don't want know help

Now the only Nigga tell on myself is myself

Money Power Respect

You heard the Lox

Half these niggaz in here deserve to get popped

I think we another fuckin Biggy and Pac

So you Mo' fuckers could have another million man march

[Chorus]

Now that Bitch Remy Martin

She's down with us

DJ Khaled

He's down with us

Street Runner , yeah he's down with us

Engineer Drop Yeah He's down with us

Them niggaz Cool and Dre

They down with us

Tony Sunshine

He's down with us

Macho

You know he's down with us

Sneaker boy safe

He's down with us

Pistol P

He's down with us

Richie Player

Yeah he's down with us

Alpo - you know he's down with us

DJ Surge

You know he's down with us

LV you know he's down with us

Full Flex and Mickey

They down with us

That boy Troy Carter

He's down with us

Aimee Morris you know she's down with us

Rockwild

You know he's down with us

Them boys Corrupt Money

Yeah they down with us

JB and Young Neach

They down with us

Showbiz born Lord yeh he's down with us

Diggin in the Crates is down with us

My Nigga Opie is down with us

Raulman is down with us

Percie and TA they down with us

Tego Calderon is down with us

The whole Puerto Rico is down with us

Santo Domingo is down with us

Cuba - you know they down with us

Latino's worldwide is down with us

Hector Lafarver is down with us

Pitbull

You know he's down with us

Viva Mexico yeah they down with us

The boogie down Bronx is down with us

Miami Dade county is down with us