| For all the niggas who keep askin, when CNN gonna do a joint with Premier
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| Ha, we did it, we here now, y’all niggas can stop askin
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| Go cop the fuckin album, The Reunion
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| (The invincible, untouchable, CNN)
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| (The invincible, untouchable, CNN)
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| But right now, CNN and Premier nigga, do it like this nigga
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| (Noreaga)
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| Yo, yo Melvin Flynt drop, my whole collasso stop
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| I can’t believe I fucked up and made a half-ass album
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| My excuse is, my pops just died, and I ain’t wanna make music
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| My pops just died
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| My fans stuck with me, my shit still went gold
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| I got a habit just to drive, gettin head and I roam
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| CNN, we like the Grand Royal, I write rhymes with the Coke oil
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| Yo, Apollo heat
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| See me, sell leaf right we ride low creep
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| Got out the club, seen the police, Diallo deep
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| I’m like Frank Mathis, see me blow my dough
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| And any bitch givin head, if she blow I know
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| Oh no, we had to go see Primo
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| Taped it up, The Reunion, a brand new cut
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| Up in D&D, stayin with some rats and some sluts
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| From the projects, she know we need our welfare cut
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| (Chorus — Primo mixing CNN)
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| CNN, Network Channel 10
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| Yo, it’s all reality
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| I’m in it to win it, sit back picture that
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| Yo respect it, the legacy’ll never end
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| CNN, Network Channel 10
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| Yo, it’s all reality
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| I’m in it to win it, sit back picture that
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| Yo respect it, the legacy’ll never end
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| (Capone)
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| Premo, what up man
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| Yo, I’m not brolic but I bang niggas and I pop collas
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| I grind for the top dollars, fight rottweilers
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| Put my hand on the Bible, tell it to the judge
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| I’m a lie for my thug, take it in blood
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| I’m dot com, I drop bombs, kill ya squad
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| Live like I’m still in the yard 'til I part with god
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| For my niggas in the Bridge, with the 50 dollar Panasonics and the blank 8's
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| Who wrap chronic clap jake
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| Whether we have not or have cake
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| We got gas to get that straight, we movin at a fast rate
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| My last case I got bail
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| My first one, man did indicted, how I write it, sister can’t stand it
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| I smoke bud, get pissy, who could flow with me
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| Staggerin, bang like the wild Aficans
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| Spit gutter on this Premo beat, for the love of the street
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| An only child, my little brother was heat
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| (Noreaga)
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| Yo, yo, my guns is bilingual
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| You see my shit speak Spanish
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| Disappearing acts make your whole team vanish
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| From coast to coast I got them things
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| Badda-boom-badda-bing, meet the glorious king
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| Another album, another plaque, another ounce and another mac
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| Another chromed out gat
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| Another place to face where I lace you at
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| I put all type a wholes in ya face black
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| (Capone)
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| Yo, yo, who think I don’t got it?
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| I’m like workin with a bird, I got long product
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| Give it to you raw, won’t chop it
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| New York niggas is foul, we body sling shit in the val'
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| Them pregnant fiends, killin they child
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| I’m the next best thing to «X», oral sex
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| Brand new tecs, food stamps and welfare checks
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| I’m the messiah, recognize it, political prisoner
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| From the projects, I send shots where the cops is, nigga
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| The invincible, untouchable, CNN
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| The invincible, untouchable, CNN |