Featuring Smoke From Complexion




(Noreaga)



Word Up Dun



Aight One Time... Do It Like That One Time I'm Sayin'



No Executes... No Executes




Yo I Started Out In Iraq The Wrong Route



More [chickens] To Doubt More Money To Count



Yo My Swiss Account With More Cheese Amount



It's Still Piling And Still Gettin' Calls From The Island



Still Do The Things I Do When I Was Wildin'



Tryin' To Go From Penny Loafers To Mink Sofas



Spend A Week With Dime [chickens] As Freaks



Body So Bangin' I Call They [tits] Santy



Ask [chicks] Scream Loud Like Sam Beats



I Wanna Be Under The Seats In Our Streets



Last Year Around The Time This Year



If I Would Of Got Locked



Yo I Wouldn't Even Get It But Now I Got This Rap Thing



No More Hustlin' At Age Ten My Team Played To Win



Reach Under The Car Seat Nobody Understandin'



Yo The Black Struggle Gotta Hustle To Hustle



And Once You Get Muscle Nobody Trust You



Tryin' To Be Like Goldy In The Shaft Days



These Lasts Days Comin' Up



Yo These Little [niggas] Comin' Up



Hear They're Gun Talk Ready To Buck



Not Thinkin'



Black On Black Crime Yo It's Swine You're Both Stinkin'



Pretty Ake Yo Stan To Marley Yo It's Poppie Offically



Arab Natzi 2-5-2 We Regluate This Tune




(Smoke From Complexion)



You Say You Never Leave The Thugs Alone,



You Wanna Be Wit Nore Or Capone



You Say You Like The Way He Holds His Crone,



But You Wouldn't Leave Him Lonely




You Said You'd Never Waited 2-5 Shine,



But You Wanna Be His Wife And Push His Ride



Stand By His Side And Beat This Time,



But Shorty You Should Hold Him Closely