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Capone-N-Noreaga - Closer lyrics
Intro: Word up word up always look in the yo. (Yeah I always did that too yo). And ask why. Why it gotta be like this? Kila Bee rest in peace yo (Killa Bee rest in peace) Word up (word up) ? Prayers ain't never end (prayer's ain't never end) "Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe" -Puff Daddy 'Makin' Moves With Puff' Noreaga: Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route More chickens to doubt more money to count Yo my Swiss account with more cheese amount It's still piling and still gettin' calls from the island Still do the things I do when I was wildin' Tryin' to go from penny loafers to mink sofas Spend a week with dime chickens asfreaks Body so bangin' I call they tits Santy Singing: If you don't know (if you don't know) Knowlegde is what makes thugs grow Just stay on point cause you reep what you sew Noreaga: Ask chicks scream loud like car beats I wanna be under the seats in our streets Last year around the time this year If I would of got locked YoI wouldn't even get it but now I got this rap thing (what) No more hustlin' at age ten my team played to win Reach under the car seat nobody understandin' Yo the black struggle gotta hustle to hustle And once you get muscle nobody trust you Tryin' to be like Goldy in the Shaft days These lasts days comin' up Yo these little niggas comin' up Hear they're gun talk ready to buck Not thinkin' Black on black crime yo it's swine you're both stinkin' Pretty Ake yo Stan to Marley yo it's poppie offically Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this what Hook: Said I wanna be closer to this paper (get close) Ooooh get closer to these ends "Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe" Closer to this paper get closer to this paper (hella dope baby) Get closer to these ends "Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe" Noreaga: Yo I remember when we first did it Nobody with it Label said 2-5 is to thugged out (to thugged out) So although we had to but God wasn't glad to Wait our turn to boiler now we burn On the daily done fuckin' in every telly We can Fly just like R.Kelly Them only secondary to the sun I think I gotta son but I ain't sure What's in store God there's more Shortie says she came by knockin' at my door Could it be tryin' to be what I can be Islam me 2-5 my army Said she about to have my seed Soon to be it shocked me Thinkin' bout a little me Eternally I bleed thinkin' of seed yo at high speed I multiply with weed Now I slow my life down I got time to breath What Hook |
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