Fat Joe - Success Lyrics
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 2xHustlin is the key to successMoney is the key to sexThe life is gettin cash, drinkin mo, gettin blessedThe games people playThe names people slayIts just another ordinary dayOnes for the cash, twos for every blunts ashThrees for all the 40 brews goin to cruise the bowelFours for the drugs, sex, and powerI be the top dolla scala, rockin gold collarsWhile you tryin to sip the juice, Im takin swallowsStep into my zone and get blown, ? internationally knownYeah, in case you havent 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, theres a story to tellBut its a fine line between grapevines and pinesKnahmean? theres no room for snitches and loud *****esBut its always room for riches and deep ditchesThats how it be in this everlasting gameDeclaring war on *****s, and leavin chumps slainSo maintain, and put the frontin to a restOr todayll be the grand openin of your chestSuccess, triple beam, knahmean?Dolla dolla billChorusThe streets are full of vengeance, and its expensiveIf you dont 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 cant comprehend, act like you want it for clarityIm 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 merrierNobodys bad as me, no cops nabbin meFront if you dare and Ill change your whole anatomyFor real... uh!Chorus (repeat to fade)
