Lirik Lagu Straight Like That - Capone-N-Noreaga F/ Algado, Final Chapter
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[Intro]I'll murder you...you...and youDon't give a fuck about you..you...
[Chorus 1]
[Capone]It's Thugged Out Entertainment nigga[Final Chapter]Straight like that[Capone]We cut, shoot, stab, sell crack[Algado]Straight like that[Capone]We eat, sleep, shit street life[Algado]Straight like that[Capone]We get knocked bail the same night[Algado]Straight like that
[Chorus 2]We gettin bitches, bitches, money, money, basicallyThere ain't no kissin, we just fuckin honeys, basicallyYou see y'all snitchin niggaz talkin funny, basicallyMe and my niggaz is known to keep it ugly, basically
[Capone]I'm off the ?yelzabob? i walk wit the mac in my sweatsAir forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the leftMy chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarterBeard 8 and a third, and my piece be OrcaThere's no need for peace offers, my niggas be shootin, we riotWe run the streets quiet, cuz the law's biasedSkip the battles back in 86, now niggaz tattle, chop crazy bricksCop new kicks, quick to say they richFantasize and flatten the hills, for niggaz in ghettosIts crack, bullets that kill, dreams are fulfilledMurders, ink in cold blood, holdin grudges for yearsI keep two bitches, two hot biscuits, four dot sixesThe sorrow to swallow, I follow my mottoSqueeze first, since the day I slung, ready rockin a bottleI stand and deliver like Edward Olmos, wet whateverRespect whatever, I talk with a tech forever
[Algado]Our show's at your service on behalf of Final Chapter? I'm not a rapper, quick to slap yaGot scheme, its not a factor, we gotta shine firstHave 'em coppin your album just for our verseStraight like that, y'all better tell 'emI hope they don't act like we won't smack to back of their cerebellumOh and did I mention? if I feel tensionGet the full arm extension, get the whole block's attentionI know you keep your life in your cashYour cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lotSo when I blow up the lot ::BOOM:: your whole shit stopY'all rappers is backwards, make the game flip flopI'll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no copsBetter have your glock out and cocked, about to popTo hustlers like Flynt, sellin cracks like SprintA dime a minute, now roll the dice, five in it
[Chorus 1 & 2]
[Final Chapter]Aiyyo, aiyyoI peeped your true colors while y'all niggaz was blindedI been down and spit a pound before you knew I was rhyminYou know me, illest flow, ain't no seconds for timingMy sixteens'll rip through beats, cut deeper than diamondsMake ya niggaz start to worry cuz my hood is dark and blurryWhen shots flurry, niggaz point guard like MarburyAin't no arguing, all my click'll do is get the targetingFinal Chapter split pies in two, its half bargainingI've seen you niggaz come up quick and then fallI've seen you frontin for your broad like her pussy's the bombClowns findin their stash gone but my cash is longSo I'ma let y'all pass on, cuz you ass like a thongMy click is movin out, now is you rollin along?Til I perish I'm spittin strong, it's that shit that I'm onFinal Chapter's comin at ya, now the drama is bornSettle in this street life from the hoods to the lord
[Noreaga]Aiyyo I'm still ghetto, that's why these niggaz love meI'm still on the run eatin so I got chubbyI spaz up in the Tunnel, stab niggaz with pensThat's why til this day they don't let me inI be in New York smokin LA weedI hate a bitch named Pebbles like LA ReedI dead niggaz like Pac and BIG, blocks to liveThese niggaz can't eat like hostagesFuck Camry's and fuck Honda AccordsI rob niggaz like the Crips at the Source AwardsAnd everything that went down was cool with meAs long as I came back with my jewelryWe had machine guns, I think we had two or threeAnd two or three limos, me and my nigga TimboFor bitches that suck nuts and spit it out the windowYou know my tempo, like Bloody Money 3
[Chorus 1 & 2]
[Chorus 1]
[Capone]It's Thugged Out Entertainment nigga[Final Chapter]Straight like that[Capone]We cut, shoot, stab, sell crack[Algado]Straight like that[Capone]We eat, sleep, shit street life[Algado]Straight like that[Capone]We get knocked bail the same night[Algado]Straight like that
[Chorus 2]We gettin bitches, bitches, money, money, basicallyThere ain't no kissin, we just fuckin honeys, basicallyYou see y'all snitchin niggaz talkin funny, basicallyMe and my niggaz is known to keep it ugly, basically
[Capone]I'm off the ?yelzabob? i walk wit the mac in my sweatsAir forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the leftMy chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarterBeard 8 and a third, and my piece be OrcaThere's no need for peace offers, my niggas be shootin, we riotWe run the streets quiet, cuz the law's biasedSkip the battles back in 86, now niggaz tattle, chop crazy bricksCop new kicks, quick to say they richFantasize and flatten the hills, for niggaz in ghettosIts crack, bullets that kill, dreams are fulfilledMurders, ink in cold blood, holdin grudges for yearsI keep two bitches, two hot biscuits, four dot sixesThe sorrow to swallow, I follow my mottoSqueeze first, since the day I slung, ready rockin a bottleI stand and deliver like Edward Olmos, wet whateverRespect whatever, I talk with a tech forever
[Algado]Our show's at your service on behalf of Final Chapter? I'm not a rapper, quick to slap yaGot scheme, its not a factor, we gotta shine firstHave 'em coppin your album just for our verseStraight like that, y'all better tell 'emI hope they don't act like we won't smack to back of their cerebellumOh and did I mention? if I feel tensionGet the full arm extension, get the whole block's attentionI know you keep your life in your cashYour cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lotSo when I blow up the lot ::BOOM:: your whole shit stopY'all rappers is backwards, make the game flip flopI'll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no copsBetter have your glock out and cocked, about to popTo hustlers like Flynt, sellin cracks like SprintA dime a minute, now roll the dice, five in it
[Chorus 1 & 2]
[Final Chapter]Aiyyo, aiyyoI peeped your true colors while y'all niggaz was blindedI been down and spit a pound before you knew I was rhyminYou know me, illest flow, ain't no seconds for timingMy sixteens'll rip through beats, cut deeper than diamondsMake ya niggaz start to worry cuz my hood is dark and blurryWhen shots flurry, niggaz point guard like MarburyAin't no arguing, all my click'll do is get the targetingFinal Chapter split pies in two, its half bargainingI've seen you niggaz come up quick and then fallI've seen you frontin for your broad like her pussy's the bombClowns findin their stash gone but my cash is longSo I'ma let y'all pass on, cuz you ass like a thongMy click is movin out, now is you rollin along?Til I perish I'm spittin strong, it's that shit that I'm onFinal Chapter's comin at ya, now the drama is bornSettle in this street life from the hoods to the lord
[Noreaga]Aiyyo I'm still ghetto, that's why these niggaz love meI'm still on the run eatin so I got chubbyI spaz up in the Tunnel, stab niggaz with pensThat's why til this day they don't let me inI be in New York smokin LA weedI hate a bitch named Pebbles like LA ReedI dead niggaz like Pac and BIG, blocks to liveThese niggaz can't eat like hostagesFuck Camry's and fuck Honda AccordsI rob niggaz like the Crips at the Source AwardsAnd everything that went down was cool with meAs long as I came back with my jewelryWe had machine guns, I think we had two or threeAnd two or three limos, me and my nigga TimboFor bitches that suck nuts and spit it out the windowYou know my tempo, like Bloody Money 3
[Chorus 1 & 2]
