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Текст песни Capone-N-Noreaga w Tradegy Khadafi - Stick You

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[Intro - conversation with Capone in the background][Noreaga]Yo, yo - you got that shit? Let me see that. (It`s right here, yo)Look - look, son! That`s the second time that nigga did that, yo!Second time! Taste that, yo! (What the fuck is this shit, yo?)Is this your shit, no? Is it? (No, this shit is weak)Yo, that`s the second time son did that shit, yo(Word, I don`t wanna talk...)Yo, fuck that yo (word up)We`re gonna go get him right now, yo, us, us, right here, yoUs, yo, nobody else, we gonna get him, yo(listen, listen, listen son)[Tragedy] Listen, listen - Yo, we gotta map this shit out, son we can`t just be runnin` them things...[Noreaga] Meet us on 160 - the nigga be on 1-5-2, and we just gonna do it on 160, we gonna get...[Tragedy] Look, I`m sayin` dun, we gonna keep it real, man(He ain`t gonna do it to us again son! We gonna do it son!)Look, I`m sayin` - you know I`m with you - you know how we get downWe gonna get the nigga but we gotta map this shit out rightcause people, I... That nigga got mad, fuckin,you know what I`m sayin` Boricua niggas runnin` with him (word?)You know what I`m sayin`?[Noreaga] They ain`t gonna expect it, we gonna move it`s raining son, they ain`t gonna expect it right now, they ain`t gonna expect it, son[Tragedy] I ain`t trying to have no 2-5 casualties, man, that`s what I`m sayin`, I want us to get in, and get the fuck out...[Tragedy Khadafi]From fourty one - twelve, to the U.S.A. buiding in IraqMy crew bust back, we`re cap peelingYour crew dealing, in a box with no feelingInformer type, that`s what you get for squealingIt`s the money or the morgue son, ready to dieBlack Infiniti, yo, papi, call KiThe coke connect - don`t trust us, he wanna touch usSo call Russ, tell him, scoop me in the LexusIt`s all good, in the ‘hood, nobody know shhhInfrared, off the roof, some ol` scope shhhCNN, desert men, holding the chrome with gorilla gripSing Sing, straight convictStrap the door, C-4, detonating shhhBlow the spot, don`t give a fuck who you go and getWe want the yay-yoAnd the cash that`s in the stash, strip his Tommy drawersYo, check the crack of his ass(Noreaga) You on some homo shhh?Nah kid, we on some real shitSince we here, we might as well get all of itInshallah allahu akbar supporterCNN, desert men supreme order(word)[Capone]A kassi[???], three and a quarter, Arab NaziMe and shorty from the Mecca, having a sessionPlay the Shark Bar, sipping on French connectionOn the rocks, son, hit me on the boxTime to hit the spot, regulate the whole fucking block[Tragedy Khadafi]Grab the gray tape, gag his mouth, leave him for the ratsStuck him for the yay-yo couldn`t get the money back[Capone]So where you at?[Tragedy Khadafi]Meet me uptown, by the polo groundStrapped with the vest, plus I got the 4-poundTell Caduece(tell who?), bring the A.K.(wha?),so y`all can hold me down[Capone]Aight kiko, I`ma meet you in a hour, keep the free power closeGotta get dun, and we ghostMet papi in Iraq(huh?), then winged by the backOpened up the trunk, and threw in the big gatTook off, threw the skully mask over the domeWe war prone, desert men tactics all shownMet on 1-5-2, now we figure,Looking for that rich Dominican with that gold act vigorChico, he got porico[???], little do he knowWe sticking him for all of his dough(nigga)Chorus:[Tragedy] This ain`t your oridinary sh thug sh, that you used to, Q.U.[Noreaga] We stick you, we supposed to[Tragedy] Not your ordinary sh thug sh that you used to, Q.U.[Noreaga] We stick you[Noreaga]Yo, for years I been buying my coke from the same catGherri curl nigga, Dominican nigga who look BlackAs I think back, transform coke to crackYo amigo, him and Rico, they got Borico[???]Son I know the spot, like the back of my handNetworked the plan, we sticking him and his manWorking zip-lock, pop the lock, flee the spotGrab the knot, national(hurry up! hurry up!),tell Willy come and get me on 160I got three people with me, with trenchesWe uptown waiting on the benchesThe cab taking long, Dominicans coming strongClaiming that it`s on, from dusk ‘til dawnWe right across the street, they don`t see usAy yo, our Cuban disguise, it got us looking like we JesusInshallah, we flee the spot mega farJump up in Willy`s car, and scream "Alhumdu Allah!"25 people lost sleep, the other 25 lost heat(snitching)A gave up Luis, and said it wasn`t worth itThe CNN drug circuit, (yo) blind foldPass the gray tape, regulate, cowboy rope strappedTo the chair, stay there, he just a power rangerThat snitched on me while in dangerNoreaga, treat that ass like a strangerYo - yo yo - ChorusStick you, and him too - you and you(Bitch ass nigga)Got you back, got you backWe got you back - from sellin` that fake yak

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