Charlie Rock  LD
 All my peeps who passed away  yeah
 Verse 1:
 I remember when we used to chill on a hill
 When Forest Projects  used to be Godsville
 Brothers was wilin  others was cool
 Some hit the island  some smoked fools
 Me I chose the life of crime since day one
 13 years old  already trying to cop a gun
 I never understood why my pops would beat me
 No matter what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me
 That's why I never listened to a thing he said
 And I wasn't just mad when I used to wish him dead
 Instead, me and Ma Dukes kept tight
 Promised that one day everything would be alright
 14 Years old, cutting mad classes
 Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses
 Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind
 Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin dime
 Everybody knew Joey Crack represented
 And if I told then I'd take your life
 Hey Yo, I meant it
 That's the way it goes
 When you deal with the real fake jacks
 And get your cap peeled
 CHORUS:
 Hey Joey, let's just get this money
 Brothas just be wilin
 Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody
 Brothas they been triflin
 Verse 2:
 Yeah Momma never said life would be so hard
 sometimes i find myself alone just praying to god
 Hoping that today won't be the last
 I mean, Just the other day this kid I knew got blasted
 (Say Word) Word, it wasn't over no cash.
 It was over some broad who liked to auction off the ass
 He was a cool kid, although we lost him big
 If he was a real nigga, then he wouldn't have got did
 Life's trife, and then you die
 Nobody dies of old age, but in the hands of another guy
 That's why I keeps an alibi
 Juliani wants to see a brother fry
 So I maintain to keep my mind peace focused
 Keep the gat there in case a nigga wanna smoke this
 Times are difficult on the streets of New York
 It's kinda hard trying to hope for and not get caught
 Blue eyes is on my back with intentions of arresting me
 But they won't get the best of me
 Cause riches are my destiny
 CHORUS
 Verse 3:
 No one expected me to blow like this
 What was once hand me downs
 Is now the best of ??atanovich??
 Yukon Jeeps creepin through the streets
 Catching the eye of every big booty cheek freak
 Daten rims so shiny you can see your reflection
 Green plush interior, under the seat
 The heat for protection
 Momma look at me now
 Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child
 D.E.L. condos for first impression hoes
 No more holes in my gibros
 Strictly denim and clothes
 Airwaves blasting my latest single
 All up in the Mecca Club
 Making Lucci while I mingle
 Jingle jewels in the face of past enemies
 Eat your heart out son, you never was a friend to me
 CHORUS
 Big Joe, South Bronx
 Represeeeeeent