- Capone-N-Noreaga bloody money 歌詞
- Capone-N-Noreaga
- New york get the bloody money dirty cash
Live *****s who smoke **** car seat stash
You monkey walk Im hunchback sneak quiet
Talk about me gossip scared to death when I pop up
Im fouler than gats that dont bust when they supposed to
Been around you play close but wasnt close to you
The setup was weak you coming
I saw you cuttin corners snake-type ** *t
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 face
Stay with gat on my waist
Give the God some space shoot you up above waist
If I aint got beef right here or right there
Ice-grill stare shoulda set it off right it off right there
Cnn war report spread across new york
Guard him indian style - knees bent militant
Yo the world know noreaga from iraq
Beef with me serious keep it real thats that
Get stabbed in your back my man alley cat
Little cousin from jamaica brown-skin thug
Thug blood yo we stuck in the game like its a drug
My pops was a thug ***** 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(writing scrolls)
To the rest of the fam locked in holes
At age eight money come first snatch purse
Go to church yo thats not me mami Im cursed
Iblis glamorous diabolic devilish this game real realer than you think
Just think spots get rushed knotsget touched police busts
Yo what happened police kicked door yo he was rappin
Your wife - what what what what dressed indecent
A hundred crackers son its the one-ten precinct
New york get the bloody money dirty cash
Live *****s who smoke **** car seat stash
You monkey walk Im hunchback sneak quiet
Talk about me gossip scared to death when I pop up
Yo time zone cabron madicon
*****es callin me up tryin to set me up
Like amina and gina kid they from medina
Emanuel keep fish scale to sell
General - clique deep with cartel
When *****s get locked who you think they call for bail
Shorty legs mad smooth son Im left struck
***** plus **** could only equal a ****
Fatty bangin she ****yze my chain hangin
We waitin conversatin iblis satan
Illegal life watch police on bikes
Life still in shame they monkey wrenched the whole game
A stress day police watch the twelve k
While I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay
I lay - lay back cognac
And I dont even drink like that I sell crack
Yo my ices gleam type mean sell to fiends
Shoot guns parallel
Pistal (pistol) bust well
Kid whatever desert storm like bad weather
Clique together keep gats under the leather
You lightweight what Im heavyweight hold weight
Yo its jail *****s comin home taking a ***t
Yo illegal business them *****s got dealt wit
Got smoked
God body cat he sniff coke
Yo hes 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 Im jail seen
*****s seen me in jail since thirteen
Shooting up scenes
Real *****s take cream
New york get the bloody money dirty cash
Live *****s who smoke **** car seat stash
You monkey walk Im hunchback sneak quiet
Talk about me gossip scared to death when I pop up
New york get the bloody money dirty cash
Live *****s who smoke **** car seat stash
You monkey walk Im hunchback sneak quiet
Talk about me gossip scared to death when I pop up
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