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	Current version of Capone-N-Noreaga Lyrics B Ez (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/c/capone-n-noreaga/b/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Capone-N-Noreaga Lyrics B Ez (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/c/capone-n-noreaga/b/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1							(Nas talking)	1
	I heard that nigga Capone's home						I heard that nigga Capone's home
1	Yo, word to motha that nigga Nore'						yo...word       to Motha..that       nigga Nore'	1
2	Doin' his mothafuckin' thing thugged out						doin' his mothafuckin' thing...thugged          out	2
3	Entertainment, know what I'm sayin'?						entertainment...knowwhatI'msayin'?,	3
4							niggas still in the streets...Ill	4
5	Niggas still in the streets, I'll will						Will, Braveheart nigga, there's a	5
6	Braveheart nigga, there's a thin line						thin line between streets and	6
7	Between streets                       and business						business..so we gotta have balance and be easy...	7
1	So we gotta have balance and be easy							1
2							Verse 1: (Nas)	2
	I heard you fags wanna catch me off guard						I heard you fags wanna catch me off guard
8	Put Tecks to my heart, the death of Escobar						put Tecks to my heart, the death of Escobar	8
9	Under your breath, whispers in the dark						under your breath, whispers in the dark	9
	I hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides						I hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides
10	Prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies rich and I'm thuggin'						prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies	10
11							rich and I'm thuggin'	11
	I can't trust nothin', this bitch that I'm fuckin'						I can't trust nothin', this bitch that I'm fuckin'
12	This clip that I'm bustin' could jam in my fist						this clip that I'm bustin' could jam in my fist	12
13	Look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings						look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings	13
14	Cut coke cookies, wrote poetry and broke noses B						cut coke cookies, wrote poetry	14
15	The voice from heaven, I'm God sent, of course a legend						and broke noses B.	15
16	This is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverand						the voice from Heaven	16
17							I'm God sent, of course a legend	17
18	Blunted eyes red, C-Class, a hundred times five red						this is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverand	18
3							blunted eyes red	3
4							C-Class, a Hundred times Five Red	4
	CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead						CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead
19	I'm gorgeous black Goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless						I'm gorgeous	19
20	Her body stacks the best, ass is flawless						black Goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless	20
21	Finally               the long awaited shit, ghetto people, the sequel						her body stacks the best, ass is flawless	21
22	Nas, CNN, nobody's equal						finally the long awaited shit, ghetto people	22
23							the sequel	23
24	Yo, b ez, keep the club off the heezy						Nas, CNN, nobody's equal.	24
2	Straight thugs in the back, drink creezy							2
25	B ez but we still smoke treezy						Chorus	25
26	See us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy						Yo, Be easy	26
27							keep the club off the heezy	27
28	Niggas picked me the boss, Ricky Ross						straight thugs in the back, drink creezy	28
29	Lex two-fifty horse power, click and devour the source						be easy, but we still smoke treezy	29
30	If it's flour then swallow your loss						see us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy.	30
3	I cock fours, kick in Poppi's doors							3
31							Verse 2: (Capone)	31
32	All for     the cash and the cause						Niggas picked me the boss	32
33	Niggas break big fractions of laws						Ricky Ross	33
34	So what, we got it sewn up						Lex Two-Fifty Horse power, click and devour the source	34
35	Smack every cat on the board						if it's flour then swallow your loss	35
36	I speak the truth, guns spit at you						I cock Fours, kick in Poppi's doors	36
37							all for the cash and the cause	37
38	Shakin' my palm, it's pitiful, wavin' my wand						niggas break big fractions of laws	38
39	The Don, a hundred follow me like Farrakhan						so what, we got it sewn up, smack	39
40	Chasin' my Henny, embrace Benny's						every cat on the board	40
41	It's quite Frank,                                        my niggas I'll kill						I speak the truth, guns spit at you, shakin' my palm	41
42							it's pitiful, wavin' my wand	42
43	Never waste a penny, money stay well invested						The Don, a Hundred follow me like Farrakhan	43
44	Feel the weight on my necklace						chasin'                  my Henny, embrace Benny's	44
45	When death is too close flip the next shit						it's quite Frank, my niggas 'll	45
46	Thug the game out bust biscuits, pull the range out						kill, never waste a Penny	46
47							money stay well invested	47
48	Public enemy, Queens Bridge where I hang out						feel the weight on my necklace	48
49	Sweet scent of weed, I wear like a fragrance						when death is too close flip the next shit	49
50	My energy's kinetic, mind power type ancient						thug the game out	50
51							bust biscuits, pull the Range out	51
52	Yo, b ez, keep the club off the heezy						public enemy, QueensBridge where I hang out	52
53	Straight thugs in the back, drink creezy						sweet scent of weed I wear like a fragrance	53
54	B ez but we still smoke treezy						my energy's kinetic, mind power type ancient.	54
4	See us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy							4
5							Chorus	5
6							Verse 3: (Noreaga)	6
	I see death through the corner, die, kingdom come						I see death through the corner, die, kingdom come
	Six 500's, pull up right in front of the slum						Six 500's, pull up right in front of the slum
	Sticky green fingers soldiers of the great God						Sticky green fingers soldiers of the great God
	Clarence spoke to the poor but he lived in Oz						Clarence spoke to the poor but he lived in Oz
5								5
	An ill hook like Roy Jones, I'm a street corner bastard						An ill hook like Roy Jones, I'm a street corner bastard
55	And crush weed with the hashish						and crush weed with the hashish	55
	Bandana head dome wrapped						Bandana head dome wrapped
	Caddy trucks with the grills and the chrome snaps						Caddy trucks with the grills and the chrome snaps
56							I'm on point like Al Sharpton,	56
57	I'm on point like Al Sharpton, come peep the M.U. marksman						come peep the M.U. marksman	57
	The S-Class is shittin' on your weak Datsun						The S-Class is shittin' on your weak Datsun
	Graffiti written on the Bible, my life is wicked						Graffiti written on the Bible, my life is wicked
58	I see dead corpses and Rolls Royces						I see dead corpses, and Rolls Royces	58
6								6
	Put your heart on your lap, listen you hear voices						Put your heart on your lap, listen you hear voices
	My whole persona is the drama and to smoke skama						My whole persona is the drama and to smoke skama
	I can lift it up, Willy what in front of your slut						I can lift it up, Willy what in front of your slut
59	Money bustin' out my pocket, your bank is stopped						Money bustin out my pocket, your bank is stopped	59
60	Yo, b ez, keep the club off the heezy						Chorus	60
7	Straight thugs in the back, drink creezy							7
8	B ez but we still smoke treezy							8
9	See us rippin' the shows with thugged eezy							9

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