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Tuesday, 17 October 2017
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Capone N Noreaga - Lyrics

The Reunion - Album

Y'all Don't Wanna



Why they don't get a nigga like me

to sing the national anthem or nuttin?

{*laughs*} It's nothin!

Nokio! (Flame, Nokio)


CNN, the best group that ever lived

Best blowin fuckin group that ever lived in rap

Hundred percent real stories, we speak truth

Yo, tell 'em how your life is son

How your life is yo?


My life is nuttin like a sitcom, you see I sip Dom

I rock Jor-dan's, and can't stand Pip-pen's

Bases loaded, coach want me to bunt

but I'ma go for the homer and cock the pump

I was the kid in the hood your moms ain't want you with

Now I'm rich, tell your moms one-two click

Since a young one, I love heaven and love hell

Escobar style, I'll build my own jail

The America's, 'merica's, favorite thug

to sell cocaine, America's, favorite drugs

Me and 'Pone like the military, we train niggaz

and the hoes don't fuck, they just brain niggaz

CNN, focus on us, we coco-nuts

We throw our gang signs up, (?) wit us

Set up a congregation, so I can orally speak

I orally, have sex cause my aura(?) is deep, it go

[Chorus: Capone-N-Noreaga]

{Pone} Y'all don't wanna fuck with us

CNN out for them pesos

Y'all don't wanna bust with us

Niggaz better move when we say so

{Nore} What's this I hear?

{Pone} CNN ain't real?!

{Nore} What's this I hear?

{Pone} CNN is wack?!

{Nore} What's this I hear?

{Pone} CNN won't kill?!

{Nore} Now what's this I hear?

{Pone} CNN ain't back?!


Yo, I give you every part of my life, from my paralyzed finger

to the foul death of my moms, the slug and the length of my arm

I'm "The Answer" like Allen I.

Who runs sick like cancer on the Island, I

I'm the first that ever loc'ed on a Nok' track

CNN back, like #5 Jordan's purple and black

We spazzed on purpose, fuck tryin to sit in a cat'

I erase drama and talk, memories in my rap

It's kinda hard to rap on radio while I sit in the box

All I could think was money, send a few flicks to my pops

I give the street life my all, stripes and scars

Nights was hard, felt I had a right to rob

Now I spit righteous bars, FUCK livin like the stars

Give me a hood crib and a Chrysler Dodge

Cause I'm just like y'all, my kicks scuff like y'all

I still get harassed and searched up like y'all



Yo, imagine us cowards

You still live with mommy, still get allowance

I chase Henny, bubblin ounces

I returned off a short stretch, stuck in the mountains

What's this I hear huh? This is my year

'Pone shit kosher you think not? I give you my ear

Now listen closer I was born, and I'ma die here

Listen soldier, I rap and keep one in the holster

Nigga you front, and I'ma pop one in your shoulder


Yo raise the partition, cock guns with ammunition

Knock you out position, and have your little hoe missin

Niggaz get locked up, I spread my love

Yo they leave God-Body but they come home Blood

Balloon bags full of weed, yo I send you those

and it's all about my niggaz, won't mention hoes

Keep it tight on all four corners, warrant search

Po'-po' and C.O.'s they all get merked, it go

[Chorus] - repeat 2X


Yeah, it's like this

Collaboration, CNN gangsta shit

with my nigga Nokio on the beats

On the boards, fuckin shit up y'all, yeah

He on the boards, fuckin shit up y'all

Huh, a hit record, got a hit record, written all over the track

Aiyyo it got a hit record all over the track

Yeah hit record, written all over the track.

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