Capone-N-Noreaga Anything Goes

[Intro:]

Capone: You gone too far now nigga!

[Wayne Wonder:]

They gone too far now Nore, they gone too far now Capone

[Lexxus:] Wicked!

[Wayne Wonder (Capone) {N.O.R.E.}:]

They gone too far now Wayne, they gone too far now Lexx

CNN (CNN) {What!} (Yeah!)

Lexxus (Lexxus) Wayne Wonder (Wayne Wonder)

{Wayne Wonder what’s up?!}

For the gangsters, for the gangsters

[Verse 1: Wayne Wonder]

Anything goes when we ride (When we ride)

Even with my little shorty by my side

Gallang so nuh bag a noise (Nuh bag a noise)

Burn up I’ll pop and hit them by surprise

You better not move, when I say freeze

Because we nuh fraid fi pop off and squeeze

Bout you a bawl, and beg man fi ease

And we nuh bomb pon a fool like bees

[Chorus: Wayne Wonder (Lexxus) {N.O.R.E.}]

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

{CNN we listenin!!!}

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

[Verse 2: CNN (Capone N N.O.R.E.) & Lexxus]

[N:] So fuck you sound boy

[C:] Kill a snitch boy

[N:] Kill a batty boy

[C:] In the yard

[N:] Got to play it hard like we Gotti boy

[L:] CNN soldiers

[C:] We rep till it’s over

[N:] We rep when we drunk

[C:] And we rep when we sober

[N:] (Oh!) Look at that fatty at ten

[C:] (Oh!) Lick a shot we back at it again

[N:] It’s Millitainment move over gotta move on my own

[C:] We murder them a mercenary made man Capone (Wayne Wonder)

[Chorus: Wayne Wonder (Lexxus) {N.O.R.E.}]

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

{CNN we listenin!!!}

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

[Verse 3: Lexxus]

Yuh waan fi bet mi money yuh fret and sweat like yuh a preacher

Any choice yuh set it’s like a jet yuh haffi leave yah

Inna di party di bwoy dem start it like dem a creature

Mi and shorty rollin hotty wah dis we achieve yah

Mi haffi pop and buss it inna dem direction

Bwoy nah stop down like pop down erection

Car a crash, brain a splash, inna di intersection

Caught dem by surprise they never know mi have extension

So tell dem

[Chorus: Wayne Wonder (Lexxus) {N.O.R.E.}]

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

{CNN we listenin!!!}

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

[Verse 4: CNN (Capone N N.O.R.E.)]

[C:] I need a hot girl

[N:] So I could drive in my hot car

[C:] I’m not a pop star

[N:] Take you to the Shark Bar

[C:] So we could feast love amd just skip in

[N:] You see a nigga made a dollar out of just five cent

[C:] Now we ride through Tivoli

[N:] Slide through Kennedy

[C:] Usually we right in the club

[N:] That’s where the women be

[C:] Laid back lightin some bud

[N:] Sippin on Hennesy

[C:] Everybody drink show love

[N:] That’s where my nigga be, OH!

[Chorus: Wayne Wonder (Lexxus) {N.O.R.E.}]

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

{CNN we listenin!!!}

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

[Verse 5: Lexxus]

It’s been a long time comin, hear we are

Mr. Lex and Wayne Wonder who? superstar

CNN dem got we back, yo we and dem par

We nah leff it cause we ever have it inna we car

So wah bring it, sling it if you think you have this ting

But if not mek mi do my ting

Cause Lex got di whole world clingin to di style dat I bring

Nore and Capone rap and Wayne sing

Cha ching cha ching!!!!

[Chorus: Wayne Wonder (Lexxus) {N.O.R.E.}]

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprised

{CNN we listenin!!!}

So you wanna take my life (Come on!) so you wanna hurt my wife

You just a wolf in disguise right a now you never seem surprise

Capone-N-Noreaga Stick Up

[Verse 1:]

Slime they tried to stick you, we stuck them so fuck them

We robbed them then fucked them, fucked it up fuck shit

Fuck they assumption

Them niggas nearly caught me slippin’

But my murder intuition told me start spittin’

Niggas like Lester Freeman, But ain’t No HBO thang

No thang for the weekang

Slime my phone breakin up, meet me at the Marriot,

With heaters near shorty in the blue caddy drop

Yea, I’m on that metro chip joint

Just left the strip joint

Don’t forget to bring the big joint,

Yo I got a puerto-rican ho that’ll set ’em up, you wet em up

I know where they hang on the regular

Been hit up diamonds only spanish chick in the club knew me

From Cheetah’s when I busted in her hair we got groovy (hey)

She said her name diamond but I treat her like a ruby

Slime it’s time to make a movie!

[Chorus 2x]

Yo It’s a stick up Yo!

It’s a Stick Up Low!

You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go!

(Put ya hands up nigga! It’s a stick up nigga!)

(it’s time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)

(Don’t turn around nigga!)

(it’s time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)

(Put Everything on the floor.)

(Everthing!)

[Verse 2:]

Yea, Do it considerably

Dope, weed, cocaine still comes from Cicaly

No games officially, put in that work and breeze

We smokin’ the weed, Slime who gon’ move the keys?

Mike Booth Gibrazzi, still like my right hand,

Hand swollen from cuttin coke from his right hand

That’s the right plan, keep a close knit circle

About to roll up, light me some of this purple

Yea, I caught the niggas creep cause they real sneaky fucks

Be in Milwauke, but we’ll get ’em for they bucks.

Soon as they hop out the car, I’ll be laid in the cut

Tryin’ to get ’em If they

Front, I’ll just spray em up

Soon as they get out the car, the culture culture on ’em

The 4-4 long feelin’ like a vulture on ’em

Nobody move, nobody gets shot

Oh, you the stupid nigga down to die for your watch?

Na he a stupid nigga that won’t ride for his block

He the stupid nigga that’ll ride with a cop

[Chorus: x2]

Yo It’s a stick up Yo

It’s a Stick Up Low

You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go

(Put ya hands up nigga,

It’s a stick up nigga!)

(it’s time to stick them niggas, yo)

(Don’t turn around nigga!

Put everything on the floor!

Everything!)

(it’s time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)

[Verse 3:]

Yea caught him for the forty bricks and the forty thou

I had the 40 cal then I drank a 40 wowww!

We was drunk reminicin on the stick

Polishin’ them burners bout’ to catch another lick

Ay ayo what up Slime (What up? What up? what’s goin’ on man?)

Yea I heard these niggas they got money on us, man (What? niggas crazy)

On our head (what? !)

25 stacks I tell ’em get they money back

They know how we move every day with the strap

[Chorus: x2]

Yo It’s a stick up Yo

It’s a Stick Up Low

You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go

Put ya hands up nigga

Stick up nigga!

(it’s time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)

[Outro:]

Yo slime! Yea Yo slime!

What up what up?

Yo hold on right

Uh-huh

Cause I think I hear somebody coming right now, hold on I think I hear somebody comin

You at the rib?

Stay on the phone don’t fuckin’ hang up man Don’t hang up

I’m comin’ right now!

This stupid bitch actin’ stupid man (who? which one?) stay on the fuckin phone, hold on

C’mon!

Yo what the fuck!? !

What?

Yo Yo

Yo Yo Yo

[gunshots]

I’m on my way

Yo slime, slime!

Yo!

Yoooo!

Capone-N-Noreaga Channel 10

[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 fuckin’ nation kneelin’

Embrace the wheel and hit a buck without crashin’ fuck

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 fucked 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

(FUCK 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 fuck this jail shit so tell ’em about the streets son [echo]

Capone-N-Noreaga Grand Royal

[Capone (Noreaga):]

Primo! (Premier!)

CNN (CNN, Channel 10 hah)

You thought we wasn’t gonna do it again nigga?

(We gotta do it again, y’heard?)

It’s history in the making baby

(Once again, historia)

Back to the motherfucking game!

[Noreaga:]

Aiyyo it started from “The War Report”, talked about the war we fought

Slime got locked and came home to “The Reunion”

Eight years later, new religion of communion

Channel 10, and once again keep your TVs on

YouTube distributed, iPhone equipped with it

MySpace can get with it, beef gone, did your bid

I mean digital, lifetime criminal

I feel invincible, I feel invisible

Cause you niggas can’t see where I come from

The diddy-dum, the gun where you run from

N.O.R. basically with ‘Pone make greatfully

Music, I think you dudes should be thanking me

The hole in the gap man, we done filled

And it’s only been a drought cause Primo chilled

But stick up kids still out to tax

And them damn gas prices need to fucking relax

[Chorus: DJ Premier scratches]

“CNN”, “CNN”

“CNN, we’re like the Grand Royal”

“CNN”, “CNN”

“The Reunion, a brand new cut”

“CNN”, “CNN”

“We’re like the Grand Royal”

“On the microphone, word up”

[Capone:]

Yeah, yo, see money is power, power put the fear in a nigga heart

A high school dropout but I’m mainly trigger smart

Einstein of the corner, I learned to cold trade

Low fade, half-moon park to get mo’ paid

Take a walk with me, all white Air One Nikes on

Through the land of gun slingers and pipe dons

I’m parallel to hell with ice on, stones is canary

A thousand pennyweights of the Virgin Mary

I draw that big burner, might cause a solar eclipse

A true thug’s prophecy, money over a bitch

Get consignment on a ki’, that’s hitting that hood lotto

Do right by your niggas, bet nothing but good follow

Tip your glass up, salute and have a toast to your enemies

Every nigga locked in the pen is a kin to me

Crowding at 9-5, I don’t need no problem with troopers

Cause they even do you dirty with money like Frank Lucas

[Chorus]

[Noreaga:]

The recession got niggas wilding out on the max

And the mediums in regular jails is cold facts

And niggas back home ain’t doing good either

They foreclosed on homes, no home grown neither

Now everybody hurting, walk around with the zombie face

Hit the marines or hit the army place

[Capone:]

Aiyyo I bang Rugers, used to have a fetish for revolvers

Till I squeezed off the MAC-10, it made me heartless

Gang bangers love me, throw it up like they nauseous

Bitches say I’m gorgeous, now they say I’m lawless

I’m a true heat holder, gun toter, keep coca

And turn them feet skinny like Al Roker, yeah

[Chorus]

Capone-N-Noreaga Closer

[Intro:]

Word up word up always look in the yo. (Yeah I always did that too yo). And

ask why. Why it gotta be like this? Kila Bee rest in peace yo (Killa Bee

rest in peace) Word up (word up) ? Prayers ain’t never end (prayer’s ain’t

never end)

“Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe” -Puff Daddy ‘Makin’ Moves With Puff’

[Noreaga:]

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 asfreaks

Body so bangin’ I call they tits Santy

[Singing:]

If you don’t know (if you don’t know)

Knowlegde is what makes thugs grow

Just stay on point cause you reep what you sew

[Noreaga:]

Ask chicks scream loud like car beats

I wanna be under the seats in our streets

Last year around the time this year

If I would of got locked

YoI wouldn’t even get it but now I got this rap thing (what)

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 what

[Hook:]

Said I wanna be closer to this paper (get close)

Ooooh get closer to these ends

“Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe”

Closer to this paper get closer to this paper (hella dope baby)

Get closer to these ends

“Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe”

[Noreaga:]

Yo I remember when we first did it

Nobody with it

Label said 2-5 is to thugged out (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

What

[Hook]

Capone-N-Noreaga Queens Finest

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, check it out

Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin from

And it’s gon’ go down like this..

[Capone]

Yo, I gots no name, I cause pain, people’ll cry

My size vary at the murder scenes, homocide bag me

Try to trace me back to my leader

I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up under the stairs

Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they path

I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten thou’ cash

I’m metamorphic, I’m forced to switch

Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit

I get heated when I seperate my shell

with the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve

They jam right? But I still get respect and heard

I hit niggaz legs for fame, my lead through, shit in the game

I leave a red stain whenever I’m sprayin

I’m known as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G

Enough’ll make you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Algado & Shoballotti]

Yo stolen car — top down, on point — real route

Set it off — thug it out, pull a heist — peel out

Fingerprints — ain’t none, black mask — no face

Cash flow — no sweat, Jakes come — no trace

[Prodigy]

Aiyyo fuck these niggaz let’s ride on these niggaz

It’s so simple Dunn I’m down and don’t fuck around

Comb the hood, in two black Excursions

Lookin for this nigga so we can merc him

Parked in front of his building for like two hours

Been around the corner for a few hours

Came back, there he go, let’s go, that nigga ours

Hopped out the truck, went right at the coward

The gun showers, rain on these niggaz they frontin

He didn’t even saw it comin..

Hopped back up in the trucks, light the tree back up

I need that Dunn, havin to deal, with these fake niggaz

and fake bitches, give me that Dutch, it’s never enough

Niggaz O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)

It’s never enough, bitches O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]

[Noreaga]

Whaaaat? Can I rap, can I rap?

We keep it under, no rotunda, with the fully thunder

Mad traffic, and I still buddy whack it

Put your name on the affadavit

just to save it, the project ghetto favorite

Laundry mat trap, the Yacub and the rat

Bill Clinton of the ghetto, respect my name

Tecs and ‘caine, the rains nearly stretched the lane

Ridiculous, how my shit spit, fake fishes

Non-religious, Christians won’t pay visits

Fast for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk

Ice fuckin full of skunk, double barrel of pump

Kick rhymes like priests, I’m a golden boy

I got a brand new whip, and it’s stolen boy

Fiends love me, they see I’m still holdin void

(Queens Finest, yeah yeah, Queens Finest, yeah yeah)

[Havoc]

Watch me flow, a nigga like me all about dough

Bonin your hoe, and have her hard to find like ‘dro

You know we Range Rov’, come through, tinted lay low

But most of these niggaz don’t show ’til ya blow

Don’t, wanna come through Queens, if shorty act stank

Be like, “Mami won’t you meet me halfway?”

Shook cause the crooked side done took a long trip

Niggaz on point runnin the gauntlet, fuck with

niggaz that heartless, picture me, you carcas

CNN Mobb shit, don’t let us start to plot shit

Chill Dunn I got this, better learn from what I spit

Hail what the God kick, bow to what this nigga live

Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when they reneg’

Like it’s hard to find your fuckin crib

I be up in the cut, in the bushes, pick up

last from where you took it, you hit? Now I’m good kid

[Chorus]

[Algado & Shoballotti]

Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..

Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..

Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Queens Finest.. and Q.B.

Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Queens Finest.. and all over..

Capone-N-Noreaga Brothers

[Troy Outlaw]

Lets get this shit perculating son u know

Thugged Out entertainment coming at your motherfucking neighborhood

Know what I’m saying, like a theater near you

Troy Outlaw, Goldfingaz

Capone-N-Noreaga 2000 CNN you know how we doing

Thugged out entertainment taking over the motherfucking world

for the new millenium, know what I’m saying?

Ya niggas can’t fuck with this

Ya niggas can’t stop this, ya niggas can’t touch this

Ya niggas had better ??

[Capone]

Me and my dunn’s thoughts divide like earth and the rain

I’m severed like Kevin Spacey and depth to the game

We the same in every aspect except for the chain

Connect 41-18 the bridge bang

I give the kidney, just so the lord will forgive me

And bring back mami and mambo, mano a mano

We poly over Chardonnay bottles,

Opposite like Felix and Oscar

Sign to the street like Carlos

We sway deeper than the shit through the speaker

I smoke grade A reefer

Up north sport away for the cesaer

Used to smuggle through the mess hall,

Blow a stiff circle in the yard

Be home now, stuck in our zone now

Can’t take it from us, we run wit the corner

Nigga we stay dirty, you know, straight slum performers

A judge, then I’ll ride for you,

Assist a slug then I’ll die for you

I’m loyal, what nigga

[Chorus: Troy Outlaw + Goldfingaz]

[T] I bust a cap for my brother till death do us part

And for all my brothers that keep up, I’ll show you love from the heart

[G] You and I we can die together, yo shit don’t change

We’ll always be thugs forever

[T] From the start playa haters tried to disconnect us

We too tight for that, we getting more cheddar

[G] But me and you we can die together

But me and you we can die together

[Noreaga]

Yo from harlon valley to greenhaven

We had these niggas thats Wes Craven

Never good never behavin’

Victor Santiago, and ?Kaya M Holly?

You know how we do,

Catch a body then we go party

We used to be in billyway, church and jail

Me and capone smoke weed till I burnt my nail

I used to cut niggas faces

Smoke weed out of bible papers

The Knicks and the Lakers

See me with a Northface, facing the north

Drinking Schmirnoff and taking niggas face right off

N.O.R., and shit ain’t really change that much

Except I smoke a Philly can’t fuck wit her guts

I eat aunties food, the best in new york

Boneless chicken, and she don’t cook no pork

I got some Chardonnay, nigga go and pop the cork

Me and Capone made up, everytime we fought

[Chorus]

[Goldfingaz]

From out the dark into the lights on the streets

Slugs pop when slugs meet

Its death from the birth of the streets

Yo outlaw, hit me 1-6-0-9

Cock back and bust nines, this bitch nigga plotting on mom

My fam too, cuz god niggas body your crew

Bitches will never come between the life of two

And ain’t nothin gonna change but my age

My attitude is deep, I get it from my peoples in graves

[Troy Outlaw]

Yo me and you go togetha like Tango and Cash

Like Capone-N-Noreaga like the weed and hash

We stick together like coke, like we still sell drugs

Bad seeds from the ghetto but we still get love

We just trying to make it, while other niggas fake it

We blow your cool like we chill now its time to take it

Like you never had it, you don’t deserve it

Fake niggas getting jealous

But these hoes be giving cervix

[Chorus]

[Troy Outlaw]

Straight like that, official thug niggas

Real niggas, know what I’m saying?

Real niggas selling that crack

Busting their cap, know what i’m saying?

Real niggas don’t cry

Niggas do time know what i’m saying?

You know how we do, stick to the motherfucking ghetto

Fuck you, fuck your crew, fuck your girl too

Know how we do, CNN once again, you know

[Goldfingaz]

Fuck all ya muthafuckers out there, don’t want nothin

Thugged Out in this shit forever, QBC nigga

?? most wanted, ya know

Fuck ya niggas

Capone-N-Noreaga Intro: Change Is Gonna Come

[Carl Thomas]

I was born by the river.. in a little tent

No just like that river I’ve.. been running ever since

It’s been a long.. a long time coming

but I knowowwwww.. a change gon’ come

Oh yes it will..

It’s been tooooooo hard living

but I’m afraid to die..

Cause I don’t know what’s up there, beyond the sky

It’s been a long tiiiime.. a long time coming

but I knowowwwww.. a change gon’ come

Oh yes it will..

And I go.. to my brother (yes I do)

And say, “Brother – help me please” (well well)

But he winds up, knocking me..

I got on my knees, oahhhoooohhhhh

There’s been times, that I thought

I wouldn’t last too long..

[C] Capone-N-Noreaga

.. but I think I’m able

[C] Son we gotta do this

.. to carry on..

It’s been a long..

[C] It’s been a long time coming

It’s been a long time since you heard Capone-N-Noreaga right?

a long time coming, but I knowowowww..

[C] It’s like you my nigga though

A change gon’ come..

[C] We starved for too long baby

Oh yes it will..

[C] Mami and Mambo.

Capone-N-Noreaga Favor For A Favor

Whats shakin in jamaica?

Bt on the balls

These niggas is soft as sammie

As soft as sammie

Haha

I feel like the heavens is talkin to me

They talkin to you, the heavens?

You know what they sayin?

What they sayin?

Ahha…ahha…ahha…ahhh

I don’t know what they sayin

[Hook]

A yo a favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

Favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

[Verse 1]

Ya..ya..ayo…

Stupid retarded,

Regardless, heartless,

Verrazano bridge cross thru that q-u

All white air force

Puff coat, north face

Made in america

A story of a court case

Land of the brave misbehaved ex-slave

Ex-king conquera’

Ex-inmate to a

Apologize, kiss the ring or nigga’s scrape you

We will face you,

Then replace you

Treat you like a number 2 pencil and erase you

I used to cook coke up without nigga’s smellin’ it

No inhalin’ it

Baking soda aroma

Stay tony roma

Good coke, corona

Only one rule, gotta re-up when ya soba

Peppermint breath strong

Heron stepped on

My hustle is old just like a fossile

Deblanco,

Like casso, big shit

Calossal!

[Hook]

A yo a favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

Favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

[Verse 2]

A yo

Callico’s get tossed in the garbage

Half narses half heartless

Shoot empty the cartrage

Red dot, movin targets

Put a slug in ya face

Go watch the blood trail

Leak from ya waist slow

The day goes by how ever the pay goes

Same rules apply new york to vala[?] hoe

Section 8 kid’s smellin’ like weed and roach pape’

Dude throat right in the cabinet next to the old blade

Guts right in the fridge next to the oj

Serial hustler

All I drink is rozay

Time is money, I’m watch how the clock tick

Handcuffed to da block

And never got my lock’s picked

Break it down, spinnin back

Watch it!

Open on nigga’s block

We the new blocksmith’s

The coop is stupid, sedan obnoxious

Fly shit that we can pull in pine boxes

[Hook]

A yo a favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

Favor for a favor

It’s how we do business

Bottom line, end of the story, period sentence

Wanna walk with me

Follow thru the entrance

So we could post up on the block

Sit on the benches

Capone-N-Noreaga Dutches Vs. Phillies Vs. Bamboo

[Intro: Raekwon]

Yo, shorty, man

Yo, I been seeing you, man, for real, man, come on, man

Yo, man, tell your girl let me sleep with her, man

I give you a thousand grams

[Raekwon:]

He throw blow in lands, hit good pussy up, kush me up

My dough is advanced and rover with the lambskin coat on

Lighting reefer, my mans and them

We got plans, man, but first show me where the grams went

Ten fold scheme in the doorway, we all the way in now

What they rolling for? We blowing them bowling balls

Rifle with the knife on it, lifers jump right up on it

Maseratis double piping, wrist lightning

I rhyme for the flight men, the drug boys, thug noise

They want, they come get it from me, it’s like done

I’m just a scholar with some street drug news, plug dudes

No kidnappings, we mug dudes, I love jewels

Might take your man shit, up in the jam and shit

Listening to Eric B. and Rakim planning shit

I’m all for the vandal shit, good nights

Bet I got a good gun with long bullets and a Taruga light

Come to the palace, chalices, hood pussy from Dallas

All of this is childish, I allowed this

Rap saved the babies, all these young niggas with these 3-80’s

Fronting like they robbed down Macy’s

Stop it, we them cockpit boys, we got shit

Plus pop shit, grab your bird twatty; obnoxious

Flashin’ knots and shit, yachts that smell like piss

It’s all good, we only fucking in her mouth, partner

The lock men, I rock, was robbing, met her out in Africa

Yeah, yeah, bought her my glock, let me hold that man…

[Chorus x2: Raekwon]

We the Dutch Masters, the blunts with the gun flashers

Love maxing, watch niggas last moves

Keep it cool, get those ones, play the building

Get your run game on, and stay stashing

[N.O.R.E.:]

Aiyo, octopus hands, slash backs of the gold rolly

Shootouts in the liquor store, my man on parole owe me

Old man freedom still preaching on the block

Still talking, you can’t sling drums and hold a walkman

Fishcale dumped inside the quarter water juices

Staircase madness, the hammer stash gooses

Went to time flow, yo I heard they let Shyne go

Big whip spaces, betting at the horse races

Old school with it, banging Julio Iglesias

Suaded leather seats, feet reclined, line back of moves

Homey with the chipped tooth from Faragent, he arrogant

Did a bid with him, gave him razors in the church hall

Then he turn Muslim, Jihad to hurt ya’ll

Hooligan goon shit, never onto FUBU

Never on computers, niggas never heard of Google

Mink slippers lounging with the cashmere headband

Still spending Euro’s, Germany, Dresden

Dubai high, drinking all the French water

Champagne-yah, my campaign a, macarena

Aim a flamer, his accent was Dana Daner

I mean Dana Dane, distribution crazy ‘caine

Elvis sideburns, his appearance always crazy lame

Move big weight though, winnebago

Remind me of Dego, and Jose Canseco

The man in San Diego, that’s where he lay low

His soldiers do what he say so, all day though

Yeah, little nigga you gotta respect protocol

That’s where you come from homeyboy

[Chorus x2: N.O.R.E.]

Aiyo, cigar niggas, Phillies my favorite

Beat the affidavit, that good weed, you save it

Run through the alleyways, ever since the valley days

We been on that New York shit but smoking Cali haze

[Capone:]

Aiyo, five grams crushed in a bill fold, he snorted it

Coke professor, test it before he ordered it

Lamping on a La-Z-Boy, real McCoy, flick the ashes

Champagne bitches is butt naked, filling glasses

Whips with the mean stashes, ox spitting gun clappers

Onasis money, she fly with the package

Easy Wider rider nigga, I’m a bamboo vandal

Ran through cities, looking for white paper, that rice papers

That bullshit, the back of the Bibles, the light saver

I blow joints to the head, Al Queda raider

Black bandanna, old hammer, phone scrambler

Niggas wearing wires cause shit bad, lit on fire

Old school marvels, pardon the middle, waves bust to the side

Still rocking diddy bop like ’85

Them pinky rings, diamond crust Diors is diamonds dusted, trust it

My niggas rob to rob niggas, so fuck it

Hip hop awards, I was low in them bucket, blowing kisses at Toya Luckett

Before that I was backstage puffing

[Chorus x2: Capone]

For my bamboo niggas, lay low playing the benches, relentless

Fresh home from a sentence

You know the rules, get your money and move, blast tools

Clap dudes, keep they ear to the streets with tattoos