Letras:
Fat Joe He S Not Real

he is not real And like, he is alright, but he is not real Just stayin' in the front And he got it on his game Like, he is alright, but he is not real

(Instrumental)

Tradução: Fat Joe. Que no es real (feat. la perspectiva, Remi Martin).

he's alright, but he's not real [Prospect] Always see him wit bodyguards around like he kill [Fat Joe] He's alright, but he's not real [Prospect] So if

Wright, my nigga you gotta chill I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a deal While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College Hill For real, you motherfuck's

m New York's king, (I'm New York's hardest nigga) Anything in between's a (motherfuckin' target, nigga) D-B-(L-O-)C-K, (he spray) The hawk'll find a nice

York (New York) And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York (New York) (And this is how we do) [Verse 2 - Fat Joe] Nigga I

I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella [Chorus: Fat Joe] Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang And if not then let me do my thang [repeat 4X] [Jay

that's what Ricky says and If I catch him in this crib he'd be dead I don?t play that mami Now back to the 'jects you go I left your Reebok's by the front