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Capone -n- Noreaga - Bloody Money Lyrics

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  • Chorus:
  • New york get the bloody money, dirty cash
  • Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat stash
  • You monkey walk, Im hunchback, sneak quiet
  • Talk about me gossip, scared to death when I pop up
  • Im fouler than gats that dont bust when they supposed to
  • Been around you, play close, but wasnt close to you
  • The setup was weak, you coming
  • I saw you cuttin corners, snake-type shit
  • Tie you up, seal your lip, wrist bleeding
  • Cowboy rope, choke your throat
  • Put the bogey out in your face
  • Now your face laced like ash tray face
  • Stay with gat on my waist
  • Give the God some space, shoot you up above waist
  • If I aint got beef right here or right there
  • Ice-grill stare, shoulda set it off right it off right there
  • Cnn war report, spread across new york
  • Guard him indian style - knees bent, militant
  • Yo the world know noreaga from iraq
  • Beef with me serious, keep it real, thats that
  • Get stabbed in your back, my man alley cat
  • Little cousin from jamaica, brown-skin thug
  • Thug blood, yo we stuck in the game like its a drug
  • My pops was a thug nigga, was on the streets too
  • Uncle wise been banned since 82
  • Back on the streets, a hundred seven got brew
  • I see you, come see you, writing scrolls(writing scrolls)
  • To the rest of the fam, locked in holes
  • At age eight, money come first, snatch purse
  • Go to church, yo thats not me, mami Im cursed
  • Iblis glamorous, diabolic, devilish, this game real, realer than you think
  • Just think, spots get rushed, knots get touched, police busts
  • Yo what happened? police kicked door, yo he was rappin
  • Your wife - what what! what what! dressed indecent
  • A hundred crackers, son its the one-ten precinct
  • Chorus
  • Yo time zone, cabron, madicon
  • *****es callin me up, tryin to set me up
  • Like amina and gina, kid they from medina
  • Emanuel, keep fish scale to sell
  • General - clique deep with cartel
  • When niggas get locked, who you think they call for bail?
  • Shorty legs mad smooth, son, Im left struck
  • ***** plus dick could only equal a *****
  • Fatty bangin, she analyze, my chain hangin
  • We waitin, conversatin, iblis satan
  • Illegal life, watch police on bikes
  • Life still in shame, they monkey wrenched the whole game
  • A stress day, police watch the twelve k
  • While I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay
  • I lay - lay back, cognac
  • And I dont even drink like that, I sell crack
  • Yo my ices gleam, type mean, sell to fiends
  • Shoot guns, parallel
  • Pistal (pistol), bust well
  • Kid whatever, desert storm like bad weather
  • Clique together, keep gats under the leather
  • You lightweight, what? Im heavyweight hold weight
  • Yo its jail niggas comin home taking a shit
  • Yo illegal business, them niggas got dealt wit
  • Got smoked
  • God body cat, he sniff coke
  • Yo hes old time, thinkin bout drinkin his wine
  • Regulatin 9-9, get my crew out, survive shootout
  • Tactics, keep gats under the mattress
  • Player hater - my team a bunch of regulator
  • Set you up, you wont make it to the elevator
  • You never been to jail, Im jail seen
  • Niggas seen, me in jail since thirteen
  • Shooting up scenes<obscene? >
  • Real niggas take cream
  • Chorus 2x
  • (people giving shout outs)

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