So Fly Fat Joe (Ft. Arland)

[Intro: Fat Joe]
Crack, nigga!
(Mark Henry) Arrrr!
We talkin' big money, big estates, big cars
Big cribs, bad bitches
Plenty of 'em, nigga, foreign bitches
I don't know what they be sayin' half the time, nigga
Darkside...

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Reaganomics pushed our backs against the wall
We was only payin' homage to the ones that came before us, like
Lucky Luciano, and Al Capone
Originators of sellin' raw, no liquor stores
Talkin' Cobain, cocaine, that hard white
Pumpin' Coltrane, the go wings, that's all white
Hustle my way to the top, I took flight
Haters try to pull the ladder to stagger this crook's life
Sittin' in my castle surrounded by naked dancers
And fully automatic sticks deadlier than cancer
No answer for this life, we just live it
The only question now, is you with it?
Travel so much, you swear a nigga move his pivot
Centurions of G5's, skies is the limit
It's no Biggie, I does it in my sleep
Darkside 2, yeah, we do it for the streets, muh'fuckers