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the reunion track was ill tho...can't front...

My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home

it's mink coats and Cristal, just ask Capone

We play the game like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks

Based on a true story, it's Nore'

And all of my niggaz buck for me, the projects love me

It feel good to have love in the hood

And I ain't got to buy weed, cause my credit is good

Machine gun lyrics, CN lift spirits

Smoke more weed than dreads, hip-hop heads

gotta, listen to this before they piss in they beds

My mission instead, leave these niggaz missin and dead

and leave em dumped in a river, buttnaked and red

N.O., erase niggaz no pro-blemo

Keep a razor in my mouth - spit it out

And I never had to move nothin, I shit it out

And I still got it but I had to Thug It Out

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the war report was WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY better than the reunion

Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin

Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat

Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets

they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked

in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write

Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight

Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised

Black comments, we tryin to squash that big

But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded

Fuck around and get deaded, now for wetted

God set it, automatic

Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin

General of rap swarmin

Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic

Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie

Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny

Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me

You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit

Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it

Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit

Son you quit fuckin wit Iraq dick

The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote

Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know

All my convicts, livin on the edge of life

Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist

We move sheist, livin in these days of trife

Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise

that song is bananna's

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Noreaga)

Yo, yo, my thugs is bilingual

You see my shit speak Spanish

Disappearing acts make your whole team vanish

From coast to coast I got them things

Badda-boom-badda-bing, he the glorious king

Another album, another plaque, another ounce and another mac

Another chromed out gat

Another place to face where I lace you at

I put all type a wholes in ya face black

(Capone)

Yo, yo, who think I don't got it?

I'm like workin with a bird, I got long product

Give it to you raw, won't chop it

New York niggas is foul, we body sling shit in the val'

Them pregnant fiends, killin they child

I'm the next best thing to "X", oral sex

Brand new tecs, food stamps and welfare checks

I'm the messiah, recognize it, political prisoner

From the projects, I send shots where the cops is, nigga

(Chorus)

The invincible, untouchable, CNN

The invincible, untouchable, CNN

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