Capone -n- Noreaga - Violator - The Album lyrics

{Final Chapter} Now I'm from Iraq, I got stories to tell What y'all gonna speak on, I keep money saved like it's rebond n***as stay at, what they was bout to do Would of done, could of did, n***as really need to quit it kid Stay at home with pepper spray, think he can drop weight Put us on your album, you be selling like cop cakes Got crackers in the hood, ain't hard to spot jakes And whoever going first, forever the dot face {Scarlett} Aiyo it take a real b**h, to roll with real n***as M.U. n***as, thugged out n***as Meet them in a club and they got the gat n***as Step outside and it's what what n***as Ya'll pretty boy n***as, straight punk n***as I can't f** with y'all, cuz I like rough n***as It's Scarlett, boy, I got to have dough n***a Chorus: Noreaga Yo it's thugged out n***as (what) 15X {Capone} Marilyn Manson, thug n***a imagine me dancing Not, I spend a quarter rain then sell it equive with no payments 96R's my number, never disregard the hunger sh** we scarred, felony to charge us under This foul off, wild southpaw, I bound for Muse Maze, Scarlett, Joey Mob and the bridge crackers It's logic, n***as digest Murderous sidesteps, QBC, The Heist n***a what? {Iman Thug} Aiyo we stay low, shine like chrome on 20 inches Never sober, high all day, every leaches Lawyers, judges can't dispute this sh** Cuz if ya hit, then ya hit n***a, f** that sh** Extraordinary sh**, flow style I abuse Pop dog to the yard, While I stab ya dude Live f**ed up, stuck with body and head wounds I be the thug chocolate, covered with chad shrooms Chorus {Maze} Now when you think of me, you think of my n***as Spread across like how spilled drinks is You hears wild like echoes from a distance Ya learn the hard way, get blazed for smart say Scarlett, rippin n***as buck 50 yard race Never did a bid, but my ace who did Went from ballin to callin the crib out the bink sh** We live, kids I run with, guns a felony Sing sing, y'all get arrested and sing for rest in peace {Musolini} Guns-N-Roses, comin up livin life hopeless Trying to keep my focus, most of my fam smokers Hit chocha, chicks that loca, deep throater Y'all n***as better caliete la boca sh** done changed, like the price of cane And sh** gon' changed, when my n***as smash the game Get brain from ya dame, but the cash I came Ya motherf**ers better stay in your lane And start movin, but never start shootin Motherf**ers Chorus