Temptation 2 Lyrics - All Or Nothing - Fat Joe

[27 second skit opens song telling Pablo his sister is dead] 

[Chorus: 'Pablo'] 

Joe Crack's that nigga 

I'll crack that nigga, hold THAT lil' nigga 

I'm from the, BX borough, you ain't gon' miss tomorrow 

If you know like I know you know you'll get hit with them hollows, sayin 

[Fat Joe] 

Raindrops are fallin on my hood again, hood again 

Niggaz is talkin in the hood again, hood again 

Yeah niggaz wanna act live 

I got that 9 that kill more than just time 

They say they can't stand him, but just yesterday 

I was chillin on the block in the Phantom 

And ain't nobody smirk my way - nope - keep speakin that hot shit 

and you can get merked today, check me out 

There's some rumbling on the blocks, struggle on the streets 

That's why I had to leave that bitch bloody in them sheets 

Go 'head and think Crack just rap 

Fuck around I'm gon' really have to clap these cats 

I hear 'em talking that 

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[Chorus] 

[Interlude: Fat Joe] 

If I don't know you boy I'm lettin 'em go 

I tried tell you boy I'm lettin 'em go 

Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke 

I tried tell you boy I'm lettin 'em go 

If I don't know you boy I'm lettin 'em go 

I tried tell you boy I'm lettin 'em go 

Your momma warned you boy that I ain't no joke 

I'm tired of talkin boy I'm lettin 'em go 

['Pablo'] 

Does Crack think he live 

Just because he had poppin in '88 and his boys served time 

I don't care 'bout that neither 

I don't give a fuck about him, T.S. or the fever 

Yeah I said it, when I see him I'ma pop him 

I know he big but this here 9 gon' stop him 

I'm in the streets everyday in these projects 

I ain't scared nigga, man I'm dyin to get it poppin 

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[Chorus + Interlude] 

[Fat Joe] 

Pussies loose these days, gotta tighten 'em up 

Think they comin of age 'til you lighten 'em up 

Momma screamin cause you lyin in dust, I ain't lyin 

Who the fuck you think supplyin the drugs? 

I'm your boss that's boss, pretty much I bought you that Porsche 

And pretty much I'm 'bout to auction you off 

to the highest clapper, get your head spun backwards you bastards 

For thinkin Terror Squad just rappers, we'll blast ya 

You lil' niggaz ain't even in my lane 

Who you know nicknamed after 'caine? 

Yeah I'm goin to hell, but I'm sendin you first 

Muh'fuckers think they tough 'til them canisters burst 

I know you hear my niggaz 

[Chorus + Interlude]