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[Noreaga talking] Elpee... Ya hot with this one dog! Show these niggas what I`m like Show these niggas I don`t like Show these niggas what I`m like Show these niggas I don`t like Show these niggas what I`m like Show these niggas I don`t like Show these niggas what I`m like Show these niggas I don`t like Show these niggas what I`m like Show these niggas I don`t like
[Noreaga] Yo, yo, yo, yo I`m like Rich Porter, the epitome of Alpo AZ and Nicky Barnes, I rock sticky thumbs I chopped it, and I cooked till my hands got numb Shotguns malt-liquor and ones I used to pay homage and wanted to play to be a fat cat Someone like Castro, mad cash flow Me and `Pone like the best in the business Niggas show love, hoes show interest My gun game - got my pops to blame I used to hop over fences and buck in the rain And I`m not that nigga that`ll fuck ya dame I`m true to my niggas, hop out the car Hand on my mac, cock back, ready to clap Up in Iraq, see my niggas hustlin` crack The same scheme from Queens when you livin` your dreams You gotta sell things if you`re looking for fiends
[Chorus] (Noreaga) I got love for niggas (Capone) Niggas always snaky (Noreaga) I got love for hoes (Capone) Hoes always snaky (Noreaga) I got love for cliqua (Capone) Clique alwas snaky (Both) All we got is us All we got is us
[Noreaga] I know crips, yo crips even be in Iraq I know young bloods and niggas like O.G. Mack I dropped out in seventh grade and I knew I`d be straight I went O.T. and then I copped bricks for eight I cut black bitches off for at least three weeks I had Spanish hoes spittin nuts on the seats I see Jesus in my kids but it`s silly to me How I see Him in them, don`t see Him in me
[Capone] I blanks out, my nigga knight just hit the bricks I`m not a rapper, I sell alot of crack but spit Niggas that I`m cool with, I only keep a nigga hot Say I`m on some new shit, then I cock the pop The other side of the game, doin` fifty y`all I survived behind the wall and the feds for y`all Similar to "Hurricane," harassed half my life I got a right to flash my ice, crash the Vipe
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[Capone] When everything goes sour, I got my dog I squeezed off went through the pound and locked my doors I`m not scared of your guns, I got shot before Niggas` jewels got little rocks like Arkansas I`m the, prophet of B.I.G., but never the next I`m the first in every verse spit shit get worse You can hate me, or wish I`d lie in a hearse Respect my game, who the best? Select my name I salute niggas in jail, I`m big as Latrell On the street, you need heat? Ask Dominican Will My cliqua`s off the meter, we come gunnin` bullets whistle past your ear, like police in London We the best that ever did it, the rest never lived it Gettin` bucked at a bing-time, stressed on a visit I`m Y2K in a flesh, the future at it`s best nevertheless I pop metal to death
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[Noreaga giving shout outs] Yeah! Dedicated to Rich Porter little brother, who died in the struggle and never got recognized for it! Dedicated to niggas like Phat Cap and Perry Mason!
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