Текст песни Capone-N-Noreaga - Queens
Capone-N-Noreaga - Queens слова песни
(Noreaga talking)Outlaw, OutlawUhh-uhh. Yo give me some of that haze man. That purple haze.I don`t wanna smoke that fucking haze wit this wood no more.Hydro. Shit got my hydro tasting like smydro.I`ma smoke a straight haze right now.(straight haze) Pone roll up there. ya heard me?Yo Slaam roll up there ya heard me? Ok Slaam. Its like this yo...(Noreaga)Yo, yo Blood money is the anthem, its never a mythI smoke weed and I get drunk, and ride with giftsIf I don`t roll, then my nigga Baby he just twistHe rolls Phillies and he busts the big the four-fifthSee shit change because I normally cameOn the R train now me and 5 in the RangeWe used to twist Phillies and fuck hoes, switch cars and trade gunsThem Queens niggaz then we landed in the millionsIraq and the Bridge, the only difference is the buildingsThe same crime rates and the same damn killingsA slice of pizza, and quarter water my juicebut now I`m Carhart and bullet proof is under my gooseand go to hell to that nigga that snitched on deucethe curly-haired fro, I cut my hair but my beard growYo where my beers go? Send them right here yoYo party`s over tell the rest of the crewStash the drugs, the guns go to sexon tooSee me, all my life yo I had to sell drugsWhile you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugsWhile you grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs(Chorus: Complexions)We done had some time, I strive to get my shineUpon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mineI look out for you, and you look out for meAnd we hold it down, you just wait and seePlatinum chains and Carti` frames and jewelsNow these broke niggaz start to act a foolDon`t you know Thugged Out straight eat ya foodWe keep guns on our sides, you know how dunn thugs doCause I`ll be there with my thugsI`ll be right here waiting on you(Capone)For my niggaz who bust piesthe customized fivesto the vals, to the railroaded trails I cuss copsenough shots and any generationI spit dead a plot in the making I ride for every thug in the basementmy soul is cuffed to the corner, every gate, every car tableevery welcome to the hood signbatting good timesIts on over the projects a dark cloud one sidedtill death bitches burning in gossipIts my turn to depositthe real, the logic, no collegejust dollars and criminal knowledgeme and my codies, pass ?rodies?I flash mo` wheat, than cash CodyKeep the mac on meWhen U stack niggaz act phonyshit in the ghetto, I spread love and shed bloodnever swear to a dead thugmy name should be brough up in famenever said in vainSpread like a letter chainIn criminal slang.(Chorus)We done had some timeI strive to get my shineUpon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mineI look out for you, and you look out for me.And we hold it down, you just wait and seePlatinum chains and ?cardy? frames and jewellsNow these broke niggaz start act a foolDon`t you know thugged out, straight eat ya foodWe keep guns on our sidesYou know how dunn thugs doCuz I`ll be there with my thugsI`ll be right here waiting on you.(Beat fading away)