Capone-N-Noreaga

Capone-N-Noreaga - Closer Sam Sneed Version lyrics

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(Noreaga)
 Word up dun
 Aight one time... do it like that one time I'm sayin'
 No executes... no executes

 Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route
 More [chickens] to doubt more money to count
 Yo my Swiss account with more cheese amount
 It's still piling and still gettin' calls from the island
 Still do the things I do when I was wildin'
 Tryin' to go from penny loafers to mink sofas
 Spend a week with dime [chickens] as freaks
 Body so bangin' I call they [tits] Santy
 Ask [chicks] scream loud like Sam beats
 I wanna be under the seats in our streets
 Last year around the time this year
 If I would of got locked
 Yo I wouldn't even get it but now I got this rap thing
 No more hustlin' at age ten my team played to win
 Reach under the car seat nobody understandin'
 Yo the black struggle gotta hustle to hustle
 And once you get muscle nobody trust you
 Tryin' to be like Goldy in the Shaft days
 These lasts days comin' up
 Yo these little [niggas] comin' up
 Hear they're gun talk ready to buck
 Not thinkin'
 Black on black crime yo it's swine you're both stinkin'
 Pretty Ake yo Stan to Marley yo it's poppie offically
 Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this tune

 (Smoke from Complexion)
 You say you never leave the thugs alone,
 You wanna be wit Nore or Capone
 You say you like the way he holds his crone,
 But you wouldn't leave him lonely

 You said you'd never waited 2-5 shine,
 But you wanna be his wife and push his ride
 Stand by his side and beat this time,
 But shorty you should hold him closely

 (Noreaga)
 Yo I still remember when we first did it
 Nobody with it
 Label said 2-5 is to thugged out
 So although we had to but God wasn't glad to
 Wait our turn to boiler now we burn
 On the daily done [fuckin'] in every telly
 We can Fly just like R.Kelly
 Them only secondary to the sun
 I think I gotta son but I ain't sure
 What's in store God there's more
 Shortie says she came by knockin' at my door
 Could it be tryin' to be what I can be
 Islam me 2-5 my army
 Said she about to have my seed
 Soon to be it shocked me
 Thinkin' bout a little me
 Eternally I bleed thinkin' of seed yo at high speed
 I multiply with [weed]
 Now I slow my life down I got time to breath

 (Smoke from Complexion)
 You say you never leave the thugs alone,
 You wanna be wit Nore or Capone
 You say you like the way he holds his crone,
 But you wouldn't leave him lonely

 You say you'd never waited 2-5 shine,
 You wanna be wife and push his ride
 Stand by his side and beat this time,
 But shorty you should hold him closely

 You say you never leave the thugs alone,
 You wanna be wit Nore or Capone
 You say you like the way he holds his crone,
 But you wouldn't leave him lonely

 You say you'd never waited 2-5 shine,
 You wanna be his wife and push his ride
 Stand by his side and beat this time,
 But shorty you should hold him closely

 (Noreaga)
 Hold us closely... hold us closely
 Word up... yo... yo
 A little bit of thugs is all it takes,
 To make this industry just great
 A little bit of thugs is all it takes,
 To make this industry great
 Black shine... black shine
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