Fat Joe - Angels Say 2 lyrics

rate me

Fuck all you critics that doubt me,

Always talking about me, I got the fuck out them yap

Took my talents, a side bitch, cause it makes me less realer

I’m surrounded by killers, I just tell you have to go yapping

And blow some mice in the villa

My brothers persy and rikers, facing that life bro

I swear them people drain the life out you like ...

My baby girl is my heart, see the work through her eyes

So I gotta go get it, and serve the turbulent skies

Know the boys is homie, I just duck and weave em

Knowing damn well they coming, to a nigga not breathing

Let’s play this game called the facts,

Strictly the facts

If you saying the truth, then that is a fact

I smack the shit out your favorite rapper, that is a fact

You wann blow I could make it happen, that is a fact

All my niggas is gett money, longeron mats

You heard that yellow tape asap, you knew it was crack

Did it a long fact, and I made it a known fact

Niggas is gone, sit in the thrones, with the own stack

Ah, so many kings, you’re more like lord disick

Got 4 chains on, does that make me different

And them angels sing

You hear them bitches singing, oh, oh

Anita, Diga, plays in the back now

I’m in the kitchen, crack heads in the background

I love strippers, so I’ma change the weather

Chinchilla dark, still cold, fuck the leather

Pimp pack with the feather

Now I’m goldie, so insta rollie,

Gold magnums only

Pole bearer, need deep in the pussy

Hang over, must be the loofy

Kilo of gold from king tux tomb

Been a don since I came out the wound

Circle the block look at the roof before I get top

You know what time about, let’s get it

Flied out to london, not talking bout tires

Yes pretty girl, you just been hired

No longer public housing, ceiling to the sky, now that’s 3000

And them angels sing

You hear them bitches singing,

Get em girls

And them angels sing

You hear them bitches sing

Darkside.