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Tytuł: Banned from tv

  • Wykonawca: N.O.R.E.
  • Wy¶wietleń: 233

  
   [Nature]
  Ay Yo, Ay yo, Regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
  I kick street tales, choking niggas like i'm sprewell
  golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand
  blow you away like its part of the plan
  i gotta call it like i see it, talk it like i be it
  walkin my walk, thugged out orthopedic
  cause i'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up
  niggas try to stick me like abdul lerima, follow the leader
  make me go extra hard, yo nore should i hold back or show the repirtore
  quit at 16 or throw in extra bars just for the non-believers
  i show them why its so hard to reach us
  i get pussy with my fathers features
  puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a buck 70
  catch me in spots yall niggas never be
  packed in like green bay
  harlem week to queens day
  performing acapella, no dj
  98 live, no replays
  make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
  that its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins
  
  [Big Pun]
  Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks
  pour on the fort knox lazura
  shark salad with cabbage
  pork chops and applesauce
  twin connection, disrepect watch your body cave in
  pump the shotty guagin, hit the shorty while he potty training
  i ain't playing, i'm truly the worst
  simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed
  uzi it hurts, leave you double-dead
  i'ma a bubble-head, i never listen to nothing my mother said
  ay yo i hold niggas ransom for money
  like johhny handsome
  been sonning niggas for so long
  i think i got a grandson
  my passion is money, a stash and a honey
  that won't ask questions but will blast anybody
  thats my kind of girl, kinda of world i want to live in
  not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon
  just a little ghetto
  where my niggas control the middle
  we know the riddles of life where others know only a little
  
  [Cam'ron]
  yo, yo been in rich places, sick places
  seen my story on 6,666 pages
  wages, i wrote six aces
  and at the same dice games, i caught six cases
  all over big faces, now it's tipped laces
  ready to dig faces, but the bang it ain't
  bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages
  cats like to rip places
  bloody lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races?
  but i stay in import the pig places
  but the world know the girl though
  i fuck her off a furlough
  she'll be up, hook me up
  all your sales could be luck
  only question for these ducks is
  baby girl can we fuck
  you the type that need a wife
  thought L-o-x told yall the key to life
  asshole, yo i don't play around
  i lay it down
  fuck around, i spray around
  flick a biscuit, nigga risk it
  my ass, you can kick or kiss it
  
  [the Lox]
  Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough than this
  (bust off) and sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
  like 2 thirds of a brick (penaro and kiss)
  and kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the back of a whip
  see the plan is to stash all, and cash yall
  the weed so strong, they gotta put it glass jars
  niggas try to smoke me out, mope me out
  cuz the rims on my new joint be poking out
  i'm about to have no feelings
  shit is deep, do they dance with the devil when they sleep
  i wake up gripping the air, wishing the hit
  shit that they kick in ya ear
  when your soul be drifting in air
  my gift is half-rotten when i spit it tears
  that shit'll drop down my eye, i'm too tired to cry
  and i ain't never seen a nigga that too live to die
  they say you get what you ask for, so get it cuz you asked for it
  if a nigga ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it
  and we gonna be around til ya body rott
  and if the feds bring us in we get the same time gotti got
  
  what!what! what! what!
  
  [Noreaga]
  yo,yo! ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one plain
  the other smoke chronic like straight to the brain
  ay yo lets get loose, hennesey straight, with tomato juice
  queens stallion, my guns, fully italian
  now yall niggas recognize medallions
  i play the best hood, o-t with tim westwood
  used to be on section 8, now my section is good
  thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we could
  and i don't give a fuck what! yo i save my shit
  and i don't give a fuck what! you can save your shit
  yall niggas like extra skin on my dick
  listen to bob marley, you funny niggas like steve harvey
  frontin live with a weak army
  i play the nice guy too, i'll smoke wit you
  but the realness, i ain't got no love for you
  thats why i never do a song with you
  not even if your babies mom fucked the crew
  and promised to give us head and swallow too
  i still say no, no is no, no can doe
  ya niggas drinking henneray, drinking my flow
  yo, thug shit thug shit what what
  what the fuck is the deal
  thugged out entertainment
  untertainment
  l-o-x
  terror squad
  this shit is fucking official