Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Al Capone Zone, artist - The Alchemist.
Date of issue: 17.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Al Capone Zone |
Background |
In the background |
Uh (Uh, uh) |
I get you up, stick you up, cut you up |
Gut you up, hit you up, touch you up |
Bust you up, fuck you up |
La dada di, yeah do |
A million rip riders all draped in blue |
Now follow my lead, all ya’ll fall on your knees |
Hands up to the sky with your head down low |
Hopin' and wishin' I miss you with the chrome four-four |
Prayin' for my enemies 'cause them not know |
Oh no, here comes the bad guy |
I spit the truth like your rabbi |
Ain’t no witnesses the way that I been flippin' this |
Now what’s infinite is I’m magnificent |
And I mob deep everywhere that I been |
Shouts out to my homies in the motherfuckin' pen |
Yeah, still off the juice and gin |
Twenty years later, cousin, and I’m at it again |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Yeah, I hear a lot of noise in the background (Background) |
So who I got to attack now? |
(Now) |
I’m more wilder than this rap crowd (Rap crowd) |
Talkin' out your ass, leave you assed out (Asses out) |
I’m mob all day nigga (Nigga) |
Front on my niggas, I let it spray. |
nigga (Nigga) |
Hammer on my waist, know that way bigger (Way bigger) |
Hit you anorexic like I’m way thicker (Thicker) |
Stay in your lane, son (Son) |
That wasn’t you from day one (From day one) |
Out wildin' the drug money we cake from (Cake from) |
Out wildin', profilin', it ain’t nothin' (Nothin') |
Long story short niggas know what it is |
And what it ain’t, put the hammer to your ribs (Ribs) |
And ain’t nothin' 'bout it glitzy (Glitzy) |
'Til the wheels fall of or the feds come get me (Get me) |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
New York nigga, hoodie rap, never say weak shit |
On my worst day, I get off, nigga, I eat this |
Best niggas in rap, that Mobb Deep shit |
I’ll spit a vicious verse, you bite, you be teethless |
I live a vicious life, trife and real devious |
I leave you outside butt naked like a hedonist |
I insist, make a move, flinch |
Please, nigga, I am dyin' to use this |
New toy I bought fresh out the plaster |
Revenge, fucker, like I’m fresh out the bandage |
Back from the dead, thought it was a wrap, huh? |
May lead caps hit your head like a Mac truck |
I am too good |
They labeled me a legend and I’m right where I should |
I’m right where I’m supposed to, lampin', holdin' my dick |
My feet up, talkin' on the phone with my bitch |
Another hundred thou', do the mathematics |
Another man down, killin' these rappers |
Do the mathematics |
Another man down, killin' these rappers |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |
Off top, guns pop, infamous Mobb Deep |
We get down, baby, we get down |
Off top, panties drop, honeys wanna roll with me |
It’s going down, baby, it’s going down |