(feat. Capone-N-Noreaga)



[Noreaga]

Aiyyo these industry niggaz - they startin not to like me

I'm too chiesty (chiesty) I'm too fiesty (fiesty)

Run up on labels and I beat up kids

It's N-O!  Ain't no need to ask who that is

I'm like Tim Duncan (nigga) close to unstoppable

Shoot at your face, kid Whatchu gonna do?

I go to Jacob with a hundred thou'

While you go up to him with twenty-five hundred, wow!!

I throw fifty on the chain (what!!)

Fifty on the watch (what!!)

I still cock, blow, and throw fifty on the block (what!!)

It's thugged out, so my people listen and watch

Yo my name "nore" but only fam' call me "flint"

My people that smoke weed get high in bed, yo am I a hoe?

You can see me at the Tahoe, rockin a shirt that say "Let the Lox go"

In L.A. I rock the same shirt at Roscoe



[Chorus]

Remember if I shot a nigga - I don't care

In the club (?) - I don't care

You see the way we pop Crist' yo - I don't care

It's CNN every thug throughout the atmosphere

See us iceberged out yo - I don't care

Chromed out the lower twenties yo - I don't care

It's CNN every thug throughout the atmosphere



[Capone]

I'm out of this world, keep a fresh philly to twirl

Pretty thug fly nigga, gimme your girl

I been on all avenues

Strips hot like Malibu's sand

I got chips shit

Rappers' savan

I represent every Ghetto like a broke elevator

Piss downstairs, sunny dude

Cherry Now and Laters

Save her for a favor, one of my favorites

When a nigga circum

To the slum, I rap one of the greatest

Off the kicks

I'm rockin' the latest Air Pimps

Let me have that scar underneath my shit

We thugged out, shit bleed thugged out

QB reign as the last stop like the QB train

In L.A. I'm with Kurupt

South Central with Daz, hot nine's Clue

Thug pop wine in the coop

Fatigue the suit nigga

Still shootin cues

Huh? Clue, how we do? (huh? how we do?)



[Chorus]



[DJ Clue - over Chorus]

Fat shout!  TDK!

Sam Elbridge!  Brian Gordon!

C'mon!



[Noreaga]

I'm went from, right (right), and I never forget ('get)

where we sell a lot of coke and we fight off pits

The whole block on the run, yo even the chicks

I cop every Jordan's, I love them kicks

I got hurt when the Spurs beat the New York Knicks

I had the gamblin' in the hood

Scramblin' the hood (word)

When shit got hot, I leave hammers in the hood

A thugged-out shirt and bandana in the hood

I'm the "Godfather" of the thugs

King of the hood

King of the 'dro

King of the Crist'

King of the ass

and sayin' what, what?

to Grandmaster Flash

Hey what?

The super thug is back, and I got some shit

I'm like a crackhead, can't turn down a hit

I keep the chrome out on the four-fifth, Four point six

I went from hustlin nicks to hustlin bricks

I'm big-timin' this game, I'm small-timin' this



[Chorus]



[DJ Clue - over Chorus]

DJ Clue!  Desert Storm!

Fat shout!  Theo Ratliff!

Sixers!  Saint Johns!

Germ players!  Mike Jordan!

Alex!  DJ Clue! 

Professional - Part Two!..

..New York!



[Noreaga - over DJ Clue]

Yeah, yeah, DJ Clue

Duro!  CN motherfuckin N

Y'know how we fuckin do it

Thugged out and you all tittied out

Desert Storm, strait form on ya norm'

Keep it regular nigga

Smoke good weed nigga, not the regular

Smoke good weed nigga, not the regular..