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straight like that lyrics – capone -n- noreaga

[intro]
i’ll murder you…you…and you
don’t give a f-ck about you..you…

[chorus 1]

[capone]
it’s thugged out entertainment n-gg-
[final chapter]
straight like that
[capone]
we cut, shoot, stab, sell crack
[algado]
straight like that
[capone]
we eat, sleep, sh-t street life
[algado]
straight like that
[capone]
we get knocked bail the same night
[algado]
straight like that

[chorus 2]
we gettin b-tches, b-tches, money, money, basically
there ain’t no kissin, we just f-ckin honeys, basically
you see y’all snitchin n-gg-z talkin funny, basically
me and my n-gg-z is known to keep it ugly, basically

[capone]
i’m off the ?yelzabob? i walk wit the mac in my sweats
air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left
my chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarter
beard 8 and a third, and my piece be orca
there’s no need for peace offers, my n-gg-s be shootin, we riot
we run the streets quiet, ’cause the law’s biased
skip the battles back in 86, now n-gg-z tattle, chop crazy bricks
cop new kicks, quick to say they rich
fantasize and flatten the hills, for n-gg-z in ghettos
its crack, bullets that kill, dreams are fulfilled
murders, ink in cold blood, holdin grudges for years
i keep two b-tches, two hot biscuits, four dot sixes
the sorrow to swallow, i follow my motto
squeeze first, since the day i slung, ready rockin a bottle
i stand and deliver like edward olmos, wet whatever
respect whatever, i talk with a tech forever

[algado]
our show’s at your service on behalf of final chapter
? i’m not a rapper, quick to slap ya
got scheme, it’s not a factor, we gotta shine first
have ’em coppin your alb-m just for our verse
straight like that, y’all better tell ’em
i hope they don’t act like we won’t smack to back of their cerebellum
oh and did i mention? if i feel tension
get the full arm extension, get the whole block’s attention
i know you keep your life in your cash
your cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lot
so when i blow up the lot ::boom:: your whole sh-t stop
y’all rappers is backwards, make the game flip flop
i’ll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no cops
better have your glock out and c-cked, about to pop
to hustlers like flynt, sellin cracks like sprint
a dime a minute, now roll the dice, five in it

[chorus 1 & 2]

[final chapter]
aiyyo, aiyyo
i peeped your true colors while y’all n-gg-z was blinded
i been down and spit a pound before you knew i was rhymin
you know me, illest flow, ain’t no seconds for timing
my sixteens’ll rip through beats, cut deeper than diamonds
make ya n-gg-z start to worry ’cause my hood is dark and blurry
when shots flurry, n-gg-z point guard like marbury
ain’t no arguing, all my click’ll do is get the targeting
final chapter split pies in two, it’s half bargaining
i’ve seen you n-gg-z come up quick and then fall
i’ve seen you frontin for your broad like her p-ssy’s the bomb
clowns findin their stash gone but my cash is long
so i’ma let y’all p-ss on, ’cause you -ss like a thong
my click is movin out, now is you rollin along?
til i perish i’m spittin strong, it’s that sh-t that i’m on
final chapter’s comin at ya, now the drama is born
settle in this street life from the hoods to the lord

[noreaga]
aiyyo i’m still ghetto, that’s why these n-gg-z love me
i’m still on the run eatin so i got chubby
i spaz up in the tunnel, stab n-gg-z with pens
that’s why til this day they don’t let me in
i be in new york smokin la weed
i hate a b-tch named pebbles like la reed
i dead n-gg-z like pac and big, blocks to live
these n-gg-z can’t eat like hostages
f-ck camry’s and f-ck honda accords
i rob n-gg-z like the crips at the source awards
and everything that went down was cool with me
as long as i came back with my jewelry
we had machine guns, i think we had two or three
and two or three limos, me and my n-gg- timbo
for b-tches that suck nuts and spit it out the window
you know my tempo, like bl–dy money 3

[chorus 1 & 2]

/ capone n noreaga lyrics