Capone Noreaga TONY

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Intro:
From Iraq to Kuwait word up, Desert Station, regulation
CNN, channel 10 once again...wha-wha!
Chorus: 2x
T-O-N-Y invade N.Y.
multiply, kill a cop,
me and you,
you got beef, I got beef
Noriega:
Yo niggas tried to shit on me and make history, supposedly
I was the man who was supposed to be
the head of the click
lip sealed, no nigga snitch
do or die, I smoke bogey, sword like shinobi
shoot up your block and make you know me
you aint ready yet, slow down and recollect
stay in the car, I stuff Allah bodyset
ay yo Allah-u-Akbar, look paw, now I'm set
air conditioned cooler system, yo, the tec glisten
on a mission, shoot your back out position
found missing, 2-5 deep in prison
kid listen, die on the cross like a Christian
so f-ck you, plus your weak religion
in disguise, nowdays I cut prize
the invincible, untouchable CNN
is boldfaced, written in gold with ink pen
channel 10, we break ten, win again
kid you on pluto, homo'd out just like menudo
far from the sun, cant feel the shit that I do
I stand in front the Judge about to lie, plus I'm high too
Chorus 2x
Capone:
I did it for the love of cash your honor
traffickin' across the Verrazano, coke dealin', marijuana
and my persona, glitters in gold
unlike them other money getters who stack, turn quitters and fold
cash and hydro, eyes low
looking Phillipine, divide dough
and regulate, empire stare caked up
raked up a hundred thou, now we all laced up
what., shining, designer lex pearl lining
the finer wine and, cuisine sitting mastermindin'
roundtable climbin to the Top Of New York
won't stop, until we get dropped from New York
price of coke rise
j snatch my enterprise
a million more, rookie cops thinking they live
we survive, game tight like virgin nappy
feds on our back, tracin tracks to murder pappy
Tragedy:
2-5 we on a deadline, read the headline
Noriega blast with nines
move fakers, get ya back blown in Jamaica
lay you in the earth and curse you and your maker
I told you fools to stop f-ckin with the Maqi
arab nazi, blow holes in your Versace
this war's mega, with the arm legga legga
been doin this, since Mobb Six with Cormega
gorilla, animal thugs be trife looking, your hearts tookin'
and got blown in Central Booking
I'm mad iller, organized thug killer
now you little monkey niggas wanna play gorilla
officially, Mousallini, punk he me
insanity, temporarily my plea
and the jakes never worry me as long as I'm free
to my people holdin packs, nuthin less than a G
crime side of life, foul price to pay
illegal life, trigger trife till we old and gray
when the flesh dry up and the world decay
reach heaven in a pearly white ACURAy
but until then, I'ma shine to the last sin
resurrect through the birth of my son, and live again
chorus 2x

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Capone Noreaga Channel 10

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Featuring Tragedy Aka Khadafi]
Intro:
(I'm feelin' this here) Yeah son feel it man word up son. You gotta
just do
it yo. (C.N.N.) Yo word up it's a different channel son word up on
watch
the channel son different plain now man. (It's all good) Word up baby
all
good in every hood. (Queensbridge) Word up you hood nawsayin'? (Iraq)
Left
rack and all adat yo my hood word up gotta rep together son word up
for
life son. (check) Word up son let them know though son I feel you man
let
'em know son.
Capone:
It takes nothin' but a hot slug to fill a villian
Crook I'm about to make a killin'
So weed to escalate the feelin'
I regulate the dealin' jealous niggas hate the feelin'
I stack my safe appealin' jake on my trace I'm peelin'
And what a Mecca had whole f-ckin' nation kneelin'
Embrace the wheel and hit a buck without crashin' f-ck
My drug passion got a nigga stashin' fast what
One love to hill billys run forever out to Chile'
Playin' the cuts nigga what can't stop the willy
Cops harassin' niggas blastin' while the day' passin'
Time for action cock the mac what a satisfaction
Shoot laughin' slug caught up in the chest gaspin'
Nigga blanked out chopped before he start rappin'
Hook:
Khadafi:
Microchips in the celly the game don't stop (don't stop)
Tappin' in your bank funds with the labtop (labtop)
Wanna own a block before the ball drop (ball drop)
Arab natiz puttin' hits on the cops (x2)
Noreaga talking:
Word up son f-cked up son word up Trag. I know you know us both man
but it
took the penile for us to click youknowhatI'msayin'? (yeah y'all met
up
north) KnowhatI'msayin' we had to meet up north (know what's real
about all
this though that...) What real about it? (we were young we strive we
trying
to eat knowhatI'msayin'?) God degree (we got a lot of fake niggas out
man)
7-3 and 12 jewels. Niggas ain't bustin' that heat man. Niggas just
frontin'
yo they ain't bustin' they heat they know who they is. (I'm tellin'
my...)
Know who they is. (yo word is born)
Noreaga:
C.N.N. network channel 10 it's on again
Street niggas that' grown men
Bold face gat in your face stay in your place
Yo crime lace catch more beef then Scarface (x2)
Court case illegal minds too late
Back in '92 (you remember Juice son?)
I buc tose and got live General Emanuel
Cell block cold crop
Go bagged up yeah by cream cop
(f-ck THE WORLD) The way the world cold dissed me
? poppie locked for posse call up Khadafi
Collect all from Arab natzi the fowl motney
You were lat in jail gte what what what what
Them new jacks they comin' through
Scared to death of the jail stories that's true
You cold weak live life on the street
While locked up homoed with pink sheets (bitch nigga)
Discrete and your cell shook to sleep
I wild out no doubt till the day I'm out
Me personally what I did three kid you weak
Your station and P.A.C.
Outro:
Son f-ck this jail shit so tell 'em about the streets son (echo

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Capone Noreaga Live On Live Long

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Intro:
Doin' it up everyday son. Word up. Still on. C.N.N. still live on
what.
C.N.N. live long. Live on word up. Check it. Dedicated
knowhatI'msayin'?
Noreaga:
Yo Pone I know you left and goin up creek soon
You know my address God write me letters keep me in tune
I still remember when we first met
Yo it was up north I had the Iraq flag your comrad
With do bad yo Arab damn dun how you get caught?
Sometimes I look back and think that the shit is my fault
Cause it was me God body had to dead that pork
I went after him and clapped him up after we faught
Then the beef got deeper than what the clique thought
Peep the bucket head leather walley head thoroughbred
Doin' this with two shorties sleepin' in the same bed
So what up Pone nigga I can't zone
Without you think about you
Up at night without my airlight
Shine like broad day light to pay price
Hook:
So if ya heart stop beatin' I'll go back in time
Make your heart beat again real niggas till the end
We try to succeed nigga smoke weed
Contemplated dedicated
To real niggas that could relate it (x2)
(C.N.N.) C.N.N. say it loud yo
(C.N.N.) C.N.N. say it proud yo (x2)
Noreaga:
Peep the second part ya'll
You like the brain I'm like the heart
Yo from day one start you on walley clark
Inside the park I told you Q.B.L.F.C. combine heavenly
We formulateed this escalate just like a heavy key
Enough niggas slam down summers and winters bust a full court press
Our defence apply the best
Rock the A.V.X. cock pit cover my chest
Yo they bag Palm, L.Murder everybody
Doe Boy, Real Ral, Nitty and Montey
Lebannon, Little Worm dun, Little Jamal yo remain calm
I know you blood dun but we can warm
Yo collide God niggas here tie hard like bye God
Plus release now my clique form like the teeth now
Kill beef now make you dead like sea snail
We Averex down to our f-ckin' feet
Now jakes snatch my nigga Frank up off the streets
Now Votos Locos my niggas loco for dolos
Light trees up yo in the future f-ck with these up
You keep my tees up I K-Tone always squeeze up
talking:
This goes out to all my niggas locked up right now
Hook
Noreaga:
Yo for all my people locked up I got rock chopped up
Hold the block up until you pop up
The banks stopped up
talking:
I don't want no more to drink man.
Noreaga:
Yo I was raised around planets and stars
Jail bars my vernacular repotoire
Lust double cars
Why it seems like everyone still ends up in Green Right
By all means right you get lock it really seem like
Some get hit turn blood and some quit
Yo guerilla vice grip
Latin Kings ice pick
God's reppin' with muslums keep Islam safe
What's your fate yo?
What do you believe what do you know?
Slow it down so reap what you sew
Hook

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Capone Noreaga Capone Bone

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

House of hits ya'll. . . for the ladies. . . Capone Bone. . . Marley
Marl)
If you want it you can lick from the front
If you want it . . .
I like your stockings, stretch socks even your Reeboks
Thug you out, take you on tour, learn all the weed spots
We can sip wine, bump and grind on the slow-mo
But on the d-low I heard your man was a homo
We can combine just like two five and DoLo
Tell me where to put it like solo
Meet me at 702 I like your steelo
Now boo face it, you're bangin' to your ankle bracelet
I went against the grain when I said I'd never taste it
You work all day come home ready for foreplay
Your favourite dish, harmony grits and fish saute
You love a thug boo, highly impressed by my tattoo
Slim cut, walk with a strut keepin' it natural
Your physical frame is like a Jada Pinkett
I like to hear you moan, spank it grab your X and O anklet
Freak off
hook: "If you want it you can lick from the front
If you want it
If you want it you can lick from the front"
Sick and tired of your wannabe thug he got you heated
Knowin' that you need it but he's still afraid to eat it
Friday night you tell him that you out with the girls
But you're honin' in my world gettin' bent till you hurl
I got the fireplace, bearskin rug so kick your feet out
Hit me on a hit bay hundred I got the weed out
Hydro keep it on low now bust the weed out
Slide off the DKNY's so I can eat out
Jump inside a jet black 5 or watch you speed out
Adrenaline got you open like a stack of Benjamin's
Then back to the Ben agains to eatin' pasta with Dominicans
Eat it up
(hook)
Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
Live niggas in the back say just a little
Real niggas in the front, fake niggas in the middle
Live niggas in the back, shake just a little

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Capone Noreaga Drivers Seat

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

featuring Busta Rhymes, Iman T.H.U.G.

(Killer B, yeah, rest in peace, I'm sayin son
Ain't no room in this game for everybody, you know?
But uh, we gon' do our thing baby, we gon' do our thing)

[Iman T.H.U.G.]
Yo, Iman T.H.U.G. something stunnin, rappers get done in
I migrate, Queens Jamaica, Brooklyn gets sunning
All feelings though, we all grow wit this ?buckle?
I recognized life is a deal, cards and a shuffle
Everything revolves around me, I couldn't see that
25 to Life and hip-hop, you got the feedback
Who need that, hundred gram stashed up in the cheese stack
We fo' black, want more trip, we get that old back
And keep this world high, yearly raw supply
These f-ckin tracks have a nigga feelin wide inside
Any bottle-tip high smokin lah in the rye
It's on you, if you wanna take heed the hidden treasure
Recognize it's Iman T.H.U.G. wit Noreaga
Recognize that 2-5 shine'll last forever
Embedded in your mind like the seams in butter leathers
Butter leathers, check it yo yo yo

Chorus 2x
I keep it real wit a nigga keep it real wit me
I cut the hand off a nigga tryin steal from me
2-5 be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat

[Noreaga]
I keep it real wit a bitch that keep it real wit me
Cut the hand off a chicken tryin steal from me
CNN be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
Now it's Nore now in the f-ckin driver's seat
Yo I shot rapid, burn weed inside a back quick
Iraq embassy need a straitjacket
Yo let's rachateer this, while most niggas'll fear this
Turn my shit down everytime they hear it
P-H-D me, rapidly right in back of me
Tackle me, them niggas make loot but only half of me
My faculty, blow holes in your Moschinos and tuxedos
While all y'all niggas free-load, reload
Explode on, roll on, fold on, Ghengis Khan
Dusk till dawn Art of War
Still time to score, yo we kid we poly for
Yo Victoria's Secret bitches that suck dick raw
The freak, Rick James type, I got the long pipe
Kick doors in, snake four-fours in
Yo escape the Nor-van, swervin, TV's inside Suburban
Iraq dishieke, diamond cut pinky
Listen to Trag shit wit Noyd and Chinky
Network like the internet, wit Henny wet
Nine-oh be my set, so whatever be next
Nashiem, he laced this beat on some east coast shit

I keep it real wit a bitch that keep it real wit me
Cut the hand off a chicken tryin steal from me
CNN be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
Now it's Nore now in the f-ckin driver's seat

We overdose this, high class wit one E-Class
Shorty came through, she iced out and dressed in blue
Said she move from Brooklyn, reside in secion two
Know how we do out here hoe, a two for square
Get high, and disappear play the projects on super-low
Plus she feelin my style, Too Hot like Coolio
Plus her cooty though, bangin just like the studio
From Iraq to Inglewood, it all good
From hood to hood, regulate like a thug should
Yo we in too deep, losin sleep and can't call it
The game is still fresh until the jake try to spoil it
Even people I was loyal wit, give my life to
Be the first who turn around and try to spike
Now they don't like you, sendin ten dogs to bite you

[Iman T.H.U.G.] (Busta Rhymes)
I keep it real wit a nigga (yo yo) keep it real wit me
(We keep it real nigga) I cut the hand off a nigga tryin steal from me
(CUT YA HAND OFF!! f-ck) 2-5 be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
(WHAT!) Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat (WHAT)
(We keeps it real wit niggas who keep it real wit us)
I keep it real wit a nigga keep it real wit me
(f-ck, CUT YA HAND OFF) I cut the hand off a nigga tryin steal from me
2-5 be that bomb-diggy bomb you see (WHAT!)
Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat (WHAT

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Capone Noreaga Stay Tuned

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh
It's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)
Too fly, word up
Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise
No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah
Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened
how it went down check it (tell me Son, word up)
Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainment
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment
D.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain it
Face the judge, on some money maintain shit
Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa
Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia
Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters
Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters
Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
360 ways with the shell-top Adidas
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm
Rock and stay green, sippin on Don
Arabic link, Cartier on the arm
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules
Nigga f-ck the deez, we blazin trees
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie
Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me
The life of a thug wasn't made right
When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen
*chorus*
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
We move sheist, livin in these days of trife
Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise
Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo
In Thug Paradise
One for the money, two for the villainous streets
from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin
shit, my resident, Q-B settlement
Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went
Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey
Pour this A for those who passed away
My whole click shinin like a diamond
While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin
Mighty chrome we got a song
Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone
I sip on Porter while you get extorted
to single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it
Yeah no doubt
Capone-N-Noreaga
*chorus*
Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin
Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat
Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets
they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked
in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write
Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight
Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised
Black comments, we tryin to squash that big
But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded
f-ck around and get deaded, now for wetted
God set it, automatic
Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin
General of rap swarmin
Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic
Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie
Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny
Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me
You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit
Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it
Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit
Son you quit f-ckin wit Iraq dick
The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote
Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know
*chorus

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Capone Noreaga Iraq See The World

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Featuring Castro, Musulini, Mendosa, And Troy Outlaw]
[Noreaga]
Chorus: It's long and mad track
keep the loot in Iraq,
Iraq, see the world, the world, see Iraq
binoculars, ours is out, son, they watching us
jake hit the strip, now police try locking us
repeat
[Castro?] It's CREAM on my land
original man, cross water
my team break border and court order
ESP network, TNT explosive expert
your head jerk, back flip, illegal life shit
bad guys in black ??, left the scene rowdy
air cloudy, a bunch of smoke flow astoundly
new assembly, new identity, remember me
keep remedy for the poison of my enemies
maw and remy, Jack D the allizy, yo the motif
don p, personal henny, have me hurt many
actions, coke infractions, imanuel and fidel
our money well, help the crack sale
stack bail, then we map trail
get it all back, smoke the black, hold the gat
[Musolini?] The streets got me thinking 'bout my man's passing
stashing, the ?? with a passion
got to make it happen, the block steaming
and 12 k the cops scheming
secruity be on my back for wrong reasons
i'm living what i'm saying on the block all day
before i weren't sure, now I know it's the way
like if I get caught, I'ma pay
illegal life, livin' trife what can I say
getting bent, million dollar dream
hennesey and maui, while i'm chilling with my man
on the wood set
Front, I strike accurate, you get wet
whatever choice you select, handle appropriate
baby nine murder my crime, you a fake
Lefraktion, just wait
i need half out of that cake of regulate
taking while you scheming, comtemplate
only results in a 360 action
but if it come back then I'm pumping double-action
blasting, tearing nigga's physicals in
try to contend, you gets no days, with no wins
my clientle excel, it's like the double-fell
drawn into the streets young
so now I know it well
Chorus
[Mendosa?] Yo son I'm packing steel where ya hard hat?
you pull out, ya bust that, your gat useless
where ya heart at?
it fingers the trigger, change your lay with fake nigga
beef with every nigga, watch your back
of course you get clapped, you didn't bust gat
splendid nigga, dirty rap
for my (i)raq attack, bust you with mega gat
once a cool cat, smoking dagger, put it in my back
why you did it like that?
now my skin bubble fat
go to sleep I wake you up
[Noreaga] What What! What What!
[Mendosa] In your krib tie you up
[Noreaga] What What! What What!
[Mendosa] Hot oil on ya gut
[Noreaga] Get bucked! Get bucked!
[Mendosa] Iraq element don't give a f-ck
Chorus
[Troy Outlaw] We on a mission, not a small-time thing
I'm addicted to this cash, like crack-addicted fiend to the crack
but I ain't in to doing no drugs
I'm just pushing hits, and stacking chips
like I'm stacking bricks for a building
cuz we be building this empire fortress
secure tight like barb wire
for inflitrators, regulators, try to manipulate
booby traps got you hooked like fish to bait
watch you deflate, like air balloons
try and ambush this platoon
you run into a monsoon
like stormy weather, give a ???
cuz we bust bullets thinking much more clever
eating through your gear like acid rain
feeling pain, living like a snake in the grass
you won't gain, simple and plain,
my team play the game so we can win
we want it all, so we can breath like the wind
[Noreaga] busting .360, cherry red 850
he blitz devilish, get cursed f-cking with me
eyebrows thick, resemble (Some arabian guy)
arabian mind, with source for firearm
ceasar, waves bangin, brown wallabies
empty cigars, stay smoked in cool cars
queens escobar where jewels like scars
you heavy gold, Slick Rick changed it
yo, the main vic, plotting on you since '86
now it's 9-6, you lay low, you mad rich
strictly big shit, big play, heavyweight
bodycloth, hear a verse, put it in park
let the dubs spark, now we ride, my weed dark
dig deeper, black guns and black repher
my brothers keeper, throw on the world in a sleeper
the grim reaper, so much work he got a beeper
the word def, stamp that, it's on your chest
yo you bullshit, my click thick, kid we pull shit
grip tight, illegal life aerolight
thug blood, the same blood, thicker than water
slaughter, play this shit in tape recorder
from iraq to yugoslavia, somalia
capadre, diamonte, pope', world war 3
CNN history, by the powers of God,
that is invested in me, since '93
locked up, I did three, got 85 of yall
worshiping me, back in L.C., hop in cab 33

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Capone Noreaga Blood Money

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Chorus:
New York get the Bloody Money, dirty cash
live niggas who smoke weed, car thief style
you monkey walk, a hunchback, keep quiet
talkin 'bout mi casa, scared to death when I pop up
I'm fouler than gats that dont bust when they supposed to
been around you, play close, but wasn't close to you
the setup was weak, you coming
I saw you cuttin corners, snake-type shit
tie you up, seal your lip, wrist bleeding
cowboy rope, choke your throat
put the bogey out in your face
now your face laced like ash tray space
stay f-ck outta my way
get a scar on your face, shoot you up above waist
if I aint got beef right here or right there
Ice Grill fear, shoulda set it off right it off right there
CNN war report, spread across New York
guard him indian style kness bent, militant
yo the world know Noriega from Iraq
beef would be serious, keep it real as that
get stabbed in your back, my man Alley Cat
little cousin from Jamaica, brown-skin thug
thuglife, yo we stuck in the game like it's a drug
my pops was a thug nigga, was on the streets too
Uncle Wise been banned since '82
back on the streets, A hundred seven got brew
I see you, come see you, writing scrolls
to the rest of the fam, locked in holes
now ay-ay, money come first, snatch purse
go to church, yo that's not me, money I'm cursed
he bliss glamourous, diabolic, devilish, this game real, realer than
you
think
just think, spots get rushed, knots get touched, police busts
yo what happened? Police kicked door, yo he was rappin'
your wife, wha-what!, dressed indecent
a hundred crackers, yo it's the one-ten precinct
Chorus
yo time zone, cabron, madicon
bitches callin me up tryin to set me up
like Amina and Gina, kid they from Medina
Emmanuel, use fish gill to sell
General click deep with cartel
when niggas get locked, who you think they call for bail
shorty legs mad smooth, son I left slow
pussy plus dick could only equal a f-ck
fatty bangin', she analyze, my chain hangin'
we waitin, conversatin', evil as Satan
illegal life, watch police on bikes
son I feel ashamed, they monkey wrenched the whole gang
a stress day, police watch the twelve "K"
while I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay
ale', laid back, cognac
and I dont even drink like that, I sell crack
yo my license, playin type mean, sell to fiends
bust guns, parallel
pistal (pistol), bust well
kid whatever, desert storm like bad weather
click together, keep gats under the leather
you lightweight, what? I'm heavyweight hold weight
yo these jail niggas comin' home taking a shit
yo illegal business, them niggas got bagged quick
got smoked
god body cat, he sniff coke
yo he's old time, thinkin 'bout drinkin' his wine
regulatin' 9-9, get my crew out, survive shootout
tactics, keep gats under the mattress
player hater, my team a bunch of regulator
set you up, you wont make it to the elevator
you never been to jail, I'm jail seen
niggas seen, me in jail since thirteen
shooting up scenes
real niggas take cream
Chorus 2x
(people giving shout outs

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Capone Noreaga Illegal Life

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Featuring Havoc, Khadafi]
[Havoc] Huh, No Doubt...Yea, Yea
[Capone] CNN!
[Havoc] CNN once again...
[Capone] Capone-N-Noreaga, shit is live, live...
[Havoc] Illegal life...
[Capone] Illegal life...
[Havoc] Illegal life...
[Capone] Take over...son...
[Havoc] Know Wha Saying...41st side
[Havoc] Chorus 2x: We hate the law so we break it,
loyal to this life there's no way to escape it,
you either make it or you take it,
if the game's in you, dedicated stay true
Illegal Life
[Noreaga] Yo, I was in Vermada, laid up with gold saga
jungle room, cowboy hat around June
Monaga, had the 45th draga, Capone-N-Noreaga
the saga, sega, mega, network and bodega
dream marvelous, scandelous, black mantis
Illegal life is like my aerolight,
we be your light, hustle night to life
desert storm, and cold form on your norm
run through, hard-boil you like John Woo
the law we hate, drop a cake cut like mix tape
spoil coke plate, you buying fake weight
the next state, contemplate and score jake hesus
conduce, claim bishop in juice, bloody up your goose
now who screamed for truce, Lefrak is Iraq
Illegal life contract, keep 'em back, load up the big macs
[Havoc] Chorus 2x
[Capone] We hate the law, escalated war with jake, raise the crime
rate
criminal minds regulate the tri-state,
the legacy it never end, illegal life veteran salute
get loot and stay true, corupt jake make it happen
snatch 'em catching O Z's, put the game on freeze
dedicated hustling won't stop regardless
whatever charges, getting the dough til you go,
observation, direct sale, connects giving, reaching for ceiling
on the streets again, wild born, the enemy became your best friend
meet the game closer, maped out many ways to get rich
[Havoc] Ay yo, for real crime pays
[Capone] 9 6 the deal, we real about this cheddar, forever
corner standing, in any weather, heat holding you down
controlling your ground, stick-up kids come around
and taste the pound, CNN, put our soul on the line
for this life of crime, 2 5 forever shine
[Tradegy Khadafi] 9 6 stay hungry, son collect roughly
while the streets change, me and my man remain tough (ly)
[Havoc] Chorus 2x: We hate the law so we make(break) it
loyal to this life there's no way to escape it
you either make it or you take it,
if the game's in you, dedicated stay true
Illegal Life
[Tradegy Khadafi] C A P O N E with me, pappy, Hav and Pee,
Tradegy Khadafi, N O Y D, a man and me
on some mobb shhh, spark up cigar shhh
Cubans sit back jack, my niggas smoke dat
generate, be the coke razor on a coke plate
back up the crime son, and try to see a triple double
and get my loot back on a time table,
ay yo it's CNN, you soon to see us on cable
at the round table, networked through the label
[Havoc] Illegal life, illegal life, illegal life
illegal life, illegal life, illegal life

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Capone Noreaga Black Gangstas

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: The War Report
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Featuring Tradegy Khadafi]
[Tradegy Khadafi] Niggas scared to pull a hit
for shit, my team will know a bitch sniffer
pyriamid off a dollar bill, she will, 97 to the hill
get ill, do your thing, I ain't mad at you son,
it's how you feel...
[Noreaga] Yo, blood scene, bloody my vision can't see
straight off top, me ral and Mussolini
was tied up, connect thinking that we wired up,
once these ropes get cut I'm getting highed up
slow it down, you moving to fast
kid it's the halves, you ain't know,
it's illegal life shit, bring bloody cash
so what you do, in due time, come back in view
that's why niggas can't relate to L.A., they stick you
As long we map this, revolution is a bliss,
keep the world in fits, my clique avoid death lists
black gangsta, 2 5 I co-perfect this
CNN, iced out piece, italian necklace
stef bauer, you and L, yall work the hour
you all dirty, like the clique don't take shower
there's more to get, hit the f-ck up, taking power
100 channels, turn station, operation 140
earthquake would bring glory
Noreaga, but for short just call me Ore,
catagory, point-blank end of the story
[Tradegy Khadafi] Chorus
[Capone] I never sweat these, I let trees blow
get bent on benches, hopping the fences
here they come in long trenches, crack
chase 'em, lace 'em, let the chef bake 'em,
jake, taste 'em, take 'em, wonder where we make 'em
roll dice, and break 'em on the street corner
betting stacks, holding packs,
hoping police don't run deep on us
peep the third floor shade that never rises
for jake, our whole weight, plus gat and great disguises
bullet proof down to my Nike's now we the livest
survivest, open up after I contact, combat
twisting yer cap, and listen to rap
postion to mack , to blow out your back
ho's across the map, foe's eat a dick in fact
I'm a score, flip and roll like Dominique Dawes
Yea flip that
[Tradegy Khadafi] Chorus 2x
Yo black gangsta, where they at, where they at
Queensbridge and Iraq

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Capone Creep

Şarkıcı: Capone
Albüm: through the eyes of a don
(Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri), Lyrics:

Capone- for that piece on the side...yea..you on my mind baby
i wanna show you sometimes, you know the game..
Female- ohh noo.. ohh..you know I gotta man, but its okay you got a girl, creepin' when we can, love the fact that everybody dont know, me and you get down its all for sho you know..

Capone-Whats the ball, how you doing baby doll, whats your name,well its cute, but my niggaz call me cap-one, a rap don,make an action, hit it with some passion, why why
man get your mack on, let me take the time sweetheart, i want you to talk to say by the things,

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Capone-i yan ... için o parçada yea zihin bebek .. sen benim bazen göstermek istiyorum, sen .. biliyorum oyun .. Erkek noo-ohh ohh .. sen adamı tanıyor senden, ama tamam kızım var bir, ürperdiysen 'ne zaman biz biliyorum, aşk gerçeği herkes yok, sen ve ben aşağı olsun onun tüm sho için topu Capone-Whats biliyorum .. nasıl, bebek bebek yapıyor ama şirin, ne adınızı, iyi onun benim zenciler don call me kap-bir, bir rap, eylem yapmak bir, tutku bazı hit ile neden, neden adam, Makintoşunu üzerinde olsun zaman izin götür canım, sana şeyler söylemek konuşmak istiyorum

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