Текст песни Capone-N-Noreaga f Castro, Musolini, Men - Iraq (See the World)
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[Noreaga] Yo, word up, I`m bout to rep my motherfuckin hoodThis is my hood, nigga[Chorus 2X]It`s laundry mat track, keep the loot in IraqIraq, see the wirly world, see IraqBinoculars, eyes is out, sun they watchin usJake hit the strip, now police try lockin us [Castro]It`s cream on my land, original manMy team break border and court orderESP network, TNT explosive expertYour head jerkBackflip, illegal life shitBad guys and black whips left the scene rowdyAir cloudy, a bunch of smoke flow astoundlyNew assembly, new identity, remember meKeep remedy for the poison of my enemyMartin Remy, Jack D to to allizyYo, to Motif, Dom P, personal hennyHave me hurt manyActions, coke infractionsImmanuel and Fidel, our money wellHelp the crack sell, stack bail, then we map trailGet it all backSmoke the black, hold the gat[Musolini]The streets got me thinkin bout my man`s passinStashin, the lex with a passion, gotta make it happenThe block steamin` and 12 K the cops scheminSecurity be on my back for wrong reasonI`m livin what I`m sayin on the block all dayBefore I wasn`t sure, but now i know it`s the wayLike, if i get caught i`ma payIllegal life, livin trife, what can I sayGettin bent, million dollar dream, hennessee and moetWhile I`m chillin` with my man on the wooden set, FrontI strike accurate you get wetWhatever choice you select handle appropriatelyBaby 9, murder my crime, you a fakeLefrak shine, just waitI need half outta that cake of regulateTaken while you scheme and comtemplateOnly results in the 360 actionBut if it come back, then I`m pumpin double actionBlastin, tearin` niggaz physicals inTry and contend, you gets no days with no winsMy clientele excel is like the devil`s spellDrove me to the streets youngSo now I know it well[Chorus][Mendosa]Yo, son, I`m packin steel, where ya hard hatYou pull out you bust thatYour gat useless, where ya heart atIt fingers the trigger, change ya name to fake niggaBeef with every nigga, watch ya backOf course you get clapped, you didn`t bust gatSplendid nigga, dirty ratFor my Iraq attack, Bust you with mega gatOnce a cool cat, smokin dagger, put it in my backWhy you did it like that, now my skin bubble fatGo to sleep, I wake you upNoreaga: What, What What, WhatMendosa: In Ya crib, tie you upNoreaga: What, What What, WhatMendosa: Hot oil on ya gutNoreaga: Get bucked, Get buckedMedosa: Iraq element don`t give a fuck [Chorus][Troy Outlaw]We on a mission, not a small time thingI`m addicted to the cash like the crack head is a fiend to the crackBut I ain`t into doin no drugs, I`m just pushin hitsAnd stackin` chips like I`m stackin` bricks For a buildin`Cause we be buildin` this empire fortress Secured tight like barbed wire for infiltratorsRegulators, manipulateBooby traps got you hooked like fish to baitWatch you deflate like air baloonTryin` to ambush this platoon you run into a monsoonLike stormy weather, your fatigue ???Cause we bust bullets, Thinkin` much more cleverEatin` through your gear like acid rain, feeling painLivin` like a snake in the grass, you won`t gainSimple and plain, my team play the game so we can winWe want it all so we can breathe like the wind[Noreaga]Bustin 360, cherry red 850He blitz devilish, get cursed for fuckin` with meEyebrows thick, resemble (some arabian guy)Arabian mind with source to fire armCaesar, waves bangin, brown wallibiesEmpty cigars stay smoked in cool carsQueens escobars wear jewels like scarsYou heavy gold, Slick Rick, changed itYo, the main vic, plottin on you since 86Now its 96, you lay low, you mad richStrictly big shit, big play heavy waitWhile in car, hear a verse, put it in parkLet the dutch spark, now we ride my weed darkDig deeper, black guns and black reeferMy brother`s keeper, Throwin the world in a sleeperThe grim reeper, so much work he got a beeperThe word death, stamped that, it`s on your chestYo, you bullshit, my click thick, kid, we pull shitGrip tight, illegal life, aerolightThug blood, the same blood, thicker than waterSlaughter, play this shit in tape recorderFrom Iraq to Yugoslavia, SamaliaCompadre, diamante, papiWorld World 3, CNN historyBy the powers of God that`s invested in meSince 93, locked up, I did threeGot 85 percent of y`all worshipin meBack in L.C., hop in cap 33