Hey Y'all

[Intro: Capone (Noreaga)]

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[Noreaga]

My ice go bling, when you see my shine

And Flex got us spinnin joints like seven times

Chicks look at they ass, then look at they tits

Thinkin it's they turn they know I'm rich

I like a hood rat make a hood book of my bitch

Ay yo she get what she get don't ask for shit

And I told y'all niggas that I bust to the sceddene

Y'all niggas is wack like the cops solid cuisine

Fuck that yo, all them niggas is straight wack

Blow holes through they chest slugs go through they back

And what got me mad is that I really wanna dump off

I say M.U. see if y'all wanna dump off

I was a little kid when I went up north

But now I'm grown an, I got a benz and a land

And hoes wanna give me head right in front of my mans

And when I got the plan I stay wit fams

While y'all coke head niggas still sniff on grams

[Chorus: Capone (Noreaga)]

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[Capone]

Yo, yo, yo

Now first of all I'mma send this out to y'all the thug niggas who brawl

Playin in halls making cellular calls

On a run from the laws wit a gat in they claws

Wit a pack in they draws

I ain't even threw the cracks in they paws

Bang Bang we love to settle the score

Shift from me in the fourth these guys is ready for war

I say the kingdom of the fame once more we reclaim

Either a cop, slug or twenty thou threw on a chain

Niggas simplistic I been flipped it pumped through blizzards

Clutched the gun on my hip, survival of the fittest

I runt this shit like business

C.E.O. crack merchants tell me when it's dark like guiness

Fly son'll do I run a few

Piss on the world we number one, you shitty niggas still number two

Gunnin you down bitch you frontin you

Like "Oh shit" tried to run, I put one in her too

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[Verse 3: Algado Shoballoti]

Ay yo

Now holla at me like hey y'all

We let it spray y'all

Front and y'all pay fall

Tried to flip the game like an eight ball

You speedin

I got the guts to pace y'all

Haters they ain't lovin you

I'm trying to live comfortable

Fuck it like Cliff Huckstable

Gettin cash what a thug'll do

Fuck hoes and never call once so they could never call me a bugaboo

I reign from the sky to the concrete under you

My team known to break beats, pussy and mugs too

I'm down where the crips play criddaps

And bloods scream bliddap

CNN fall back let us get that

We get your kids kidnapped

If its feed back be like that man from cuba beggin for your seed back

And if you don't see me wit CNN or F.C

Thats like the hood with nobody named Wise or Kiki

And my mics sound nice next to Joe Twenty

We snatch you right up out yo fake fendi, hey y'all

[Chorus]