| Doin’it up everyday son. |
| Word up. |
| Still on. |
| C.N.N. |
| still live on what.
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| C.N.N. |
| live long. |
| Live on word up. |
| Check it. |
| Dedicated knowhatI’msayin'?
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| Noreaga:
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| Yo Pone I know you left and goin up creek soon
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| You know my address God write me letters keep me in tune
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| I still remember when we first met
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| Yo it was up north I had the Iraq flag your comrad
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| With do bad yo Arab damn dun how you get caught?
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| Sometimes I look back and think that the shit is my fault
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| Cause it was me God body had to dead that pork
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| I went after him and clapped him up after we faught
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| Then the beef got deeper than what the clique thought
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| Peep the bucket head leather walley head thoroughbred
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| Doin’this with two shorties sleepin’in the same bed
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| So what up Pone nigga I can’t zone
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| Without you think about you
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| Up at night without my airlight
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| Shine like broad day light to pay price
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| Hook:
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| So if ya heart stop beatin’I’ll go back in time
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| Make your heart beat again real niggas till the end
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| We try to succeed nigga smoke weed
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| Contemplated dedicated
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| To real niggas that could relate it (x2)
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| (C.N.N.) C.N.N. |
| say it loud yo
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| (C.N.N.) C.N.N. |
| say it proud yo (x2)
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| Noreaga:
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| Peep the second part ya’ll
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| You like the brain I’m like the heart
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| Yo from day one start you on walley clark
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| Inside the park I told you Q.B.L.F.C. |
| combine heavenly
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| We formulateed this escalate just like a heavy key
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| Enough niggas slam down summers and winters bust a full court press
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| Our defence apply the best
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| Rock the A.V.X. |
| cock pit cover my chest
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| Yo they bag Palm, L. Murder everybody
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| Doe Boy, Real Ral, Nitty and Montey
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| Lebannon, Little Worm dun, Little Jamal yo remain calm
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| I know you blood dun but we can warm
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| Yo collide God niggas here tie hard like bye God
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| Plus release now my clique form like the teeth now
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| Kill beef now make you dead like sea snail
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| We Averex down to our fuckin’feet
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| Now jakes snatch my nigga Frank up off the streets
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| Now Votos Locos my niggas loco for dolos
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| Light trees up yo in the future fuck with these up You keep my tees up I K-Tone always squeeze up talking:
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| This goes out to all my niggas locked up right now
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| Hook
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| Noreaga:
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| Yo for all my people locked up I got rock chopped up Hold the block up until you pop up The banks stopped up talking:
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| I don’t want no more to drink man.
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| Noreaga:
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| Yo I was raised around planets and stars
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| Jail bars my vernacular repotoire
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| Lust double cars
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| Why it seems like everyone still ends up in Green Right
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| By all means right you get lock it really seem like
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| Some get hit turn blood and some quit
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| Yo guerilla vice grip
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| Latin Kings ice pick
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| God’s reppin’with muslums keep Islam safe
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| What’s your fate yo?
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| What do you believe what do you know?
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| Slow it down so reap what you sew
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| Hook |