Thugged Out Niggas Capone-N-Noreaga
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| Song Title: | Thugged Out Niggas |
| Artist: | Capone-N-Noreaga Find Capone-N-Noreaga on Ebay Records and Ebay CD's |
| Hits (Month): | 19 |
| Hits (Total): | 26 |
| Lyrics: |
{Final Chapter}
Now I'm from Iraq, I got stories to tell What y'all gonna speak on, I keep money saved like it's rebond Niggas stay at, what they was bout to do Would of done, could of did, niggas really need to quit it kid Stay at home with pepper spray, think he can drop weight Put us on your album, you be selling like cop cakes Got crackers in the hood, ain't hard to spot jakes And whoever going first, forever the dot face {Scarlett} Aiyo it take a real bitch, to roll with real niggas M.U. niggas, thugged out niggas Meet them in a club and they got the gat niggas Step outside and it's what what niggas Ya'll pretty boy niggas, straight punk niggas I can't fuck with y'all, cuz I like rough niggas It's Scarlett, boy, I got to have dough nigga Chorus: Noreaga Yo it's thugged out niggas (what) 15X {Capone} Marilyn Manson, thug nigga imagine me dancing Not, I spend a quarter rain then sell it equive with no payments 96R's my number, never disregard the hunger Shit we scarred, felony to charge us under This foul off, wild southpaw, I bound for Muse Maze, Scarlett, Joey Mob and the bridge crackers It's logic, niggas digest Murderous sidesteps, QBC, The Heist nigga what? {Iman Thug} Aiyo we stay low, shine like chrome on 20 inches Never sober, high all day, every leaches Lawyers, judges can't dispute this shit Cuz if ya hit, then ya hit nigga, fuck that shit Extraordinary shit, flow style I abuse Pop dog to the yard, While I stab ya dude Live fucked up, stuck with body and head wounds I be the thug chocolate, covered with chad shrooms Chorus {Maze} Now when you think of me, you think of my niggas Spread across like how spilled drinks is You hears wild like echoes from a distance Ya learn the hard way, get blazed for smart say Scarlett, rippin niggas buck 50 yard race Never did a bid, but my ace who did Went from ballin to callin the crib out the bink shit We live, kids I run with, guns a felony Sing sing, y'all get arrested and sing for rest in peace {Musolini} Guns-N-Roses, comin up livin life hopeless Trying to keep my focus, most of my fam smokers Hit chocha, chicks that loca, deep throater Y'all niggas better caliete la boca Shit done changed, like the price of cane And shit gon' changed, when my niggas smash the game Get brain from ya dame, but the cash I came Ya motherfuckers better stay in your lane And start movin, but never start shootin Motherfuckers Chorus |