Letra da Música Been Thru de Fat Joe

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks", ooh
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out, hol' up

Back when it was diesel in the flash
We was on them woods, sittin' next to Pat, mm
Shorty thought I played power forward for the Heat
The way I park the double R where the players parking at
I bought it in cash and I bought her that ass and
She don't really love me, she just with me for the bag
No, the pussy ain't for free, throw in a watch and paper tags
I'ma drive 'em crazy, A. C. with The Juice I'm going bad, no
I'm from where the preachers and the thots mingle
Where God grants you forgiveness, but the cops'll kill you
Where niggas get rich and cop big Benzes
And be broke the next week, back in the trenches

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks", ooh
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out

Coca the Don
Family Ties the dynamic, yo

Ask me what I been through, I been gettin' shot (Shot)
Flipped a couple bricks, yeah, I been duckin' cops (Cops)
Henny live on Sunday, pull up in the drop (Drop)
Kikis on the river, yeah we pulled up on a yacht (Yacht)
This ain't really Gucci, this that Dapper Dan Gucci (Gucci)
Molly, Percocets, got the Xannies and the roofies (Roofies)
Niggas say they dons, but they really not the don
More like Nicky Barnes, niggas rattin' on they moms (Yo)
I'm from where the dope got a stamp on it
And niggas sell they whole soul to get they hands on it
Where bitches sellin' more pussy than a chicken sandwich
And poppin' Plan Bs, making babies vanish

Back when it was diesel on the block
I would flash a heat, alley-oop the Glock (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Told 'em, "If a nigga try disrespect the set
Leave a hole in him big enough to fill Shaquille's socks", ooh
Rolls Royce Cullinan and the Wraith all in the lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a lot, yeah
Ask me what I been through, I been through a drought, yeah
Ask me what I been through, hell and made it out, hol' up