Capone -n- Noreaga - Neva Die Alone (feat. Tragedy Khadafi) Lyrics
[Tragedy Khadafi, through voice processor]Huhuhahhahahha.... oh shit! Haha...The invincible - CNNThe unstoppable - CNNLebanon, Bosnia, Kuwait, Iraq, Syria - yo, yo, yo[Noreaga]Yo icepick, Arabic, Saudi ArabiaMy clique roll thick, rip shit, like WrestleManiaSaddam Hussein - president of what I claimStill the same name, tied to this shit like I'm to blameThen maintain, gettin' this CREAM with bloodstain2-5-to 'cause the crew stuck in the gameA quarterly, you vs. me, and try to slaughter meThe door was locked - top lock stuck, bad luckCome out the elevator - k-tone, like "Nigga what?"Arab Nazi - play the low, [???]What up though - 151, we smoke 'droBrown bags - tons of hash get smokedYo that real shit - pro'ly make you bleed down your throatThen choke - coughin' up the murder I wroteI smoke spanky - hit it hard, mega hardThen burn it down under the ground around guardI rented - ***** on my dick then I presentedDiploma - keep her wide open in TONY roma'Back shots - Holiday Inn about to bone herAnd cold own her - drop her off inside CoronaWith pistolo - call me tomorrow on the 'RolaThe Ayatollah - strike back you're just a soldier[Capone]For them thug niggas holding their gats and never scaredI'm prepared - every day get bent on beersPlay the corner close - quick to jump on the toastDead shot - take your knot, dun and get ghostWhile you talk fronting - walk fronting like a villainSoft something - so hot what a feelingMo' with the ice chillin'Roll dice make a killin'Wanna see twice a millionNo love for a got civilianMix-a-lot in the spot yellin'For a second, freeze dealin'Back to businessPump 'til the pack finishedStack spinachMad bent, crash rentersFull enough to whip somethin'A-alike twist somethin'Henny got my shit sunkenStay drunkenWit' a bop, holdin' your *****(yeah!)Pushin' weed drop(hahaha!)Yeah the game don't stop(don't stop nigga)Let the beat dropBring it back to the topJust for them thug niggas, chicks and hard rocksStreet to cell blockRock to ComstockMovin' like a flock of Arabs in war-lock[Tragedy Khadafi]Makin' on blocks a four-carat stoneInfrared chromeIn Kuwait I await skull and crossboneIn my own zone, Motorola flip-phoneThe infrared on the Giorgio Armani specsBlowin' tecs at the opposite sexFor the six-figure check, my slug injectsWhen the god lay to restMy seed is nextI was blessed with a thug's caressAnd a dime's finesseTitanium chest and bubble vest(Yeah... titanium chest and bubble vest...)My pop's dead now it's too late to warn me, inform meD's wanna plant ki's on meEternally I wanna sleepWithout the venom of a snake nigga tryin' to creepStakes is high and a thug's blood runs deepThe Jakes wanna see me layin' under six feetOr so it seems, now my team work against meThey can't stop my money move - it's too intenselyKhadafi, I plant bombs where the Feds beI'm like Moses in the middle of the Red SeaWith infrared and a case full of hundred GLeadin' my thugs to the land of [?Kiami?]With no cops, pure coke growing on the treeArab NaziTommy Hill and Nikes onGuerrilla rap songYeah- CNN guerrilla rap song
