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Iraq (See The World) (LP版) - Capone-N-Noreaga
It's laundry mat track
Keep the loot in Iraq
Iraq see the world
The world see Iraq
Binoculars eyes is out
Sun they watchin us
Jake hit the strip
Now police try lockin us
It's laundry mat track
Keep the loot in Iraq
Iraq see the world
The world see Iraq
Binoculars eyes is out
Sun they watchin us
Jake hit the strip
Now police try lockin us
It's cream on my land
Original man cross water
My team break border
And court order
ESP network
TNT explosive expert
Your head jerk
Backflip illegal life sh*t
Bad guys and black whips
Left the scene rowdy
Air cloudy
A bunch of smoke flow astoundly
New assembly
New identity remember me
Keep remedy for the poison
Of my enemy
Martin Remy
Jack D to ali-ze
Yo the Moe-T Dom P
Personal henny
Have me hurt many
Actions coke infractions
Manuel and Fidel
Our money well
Help the crack sell
Stack bail then we map trail
Get it all back
Smoke the black hold the gat
The streets got me thinkin
Bout my man's passin
Stashin the lex with a passion
Gotta make it happen
The block steamin'
And 12 K the cops schemin
Security be on my back
For wrong reason
I'm livin what I'm sayin
On the block all day
Before I wasn't sure
But now I know it's the way
Like if I get caught I'mma pay
Illegal life livin trife
What can I say
Gettin bent
Million dollar dream
Hennessee and moet
While I'm chillin' with my man
On the wooden set Front
I strike accurate you get wet
Whatever choice you select handle
Appropriately
Baby 9 murder my crime
You a fake
Lefrak shine
Just wait
I need half outta that cake of regulate
Taken while you scheme
And comtemplate
Only results in the 360 action
But if it come back
Then I'm pumpin double action
Blastin tearin' niggas physicals in
Try and contend
You gets no days with no wins
My clientele excel is
Like the devil's spell
Drove me to the streets young
So now I know it well
It's laundry mat track
Keep the loot in Iraq
Iraq see the world
The world see Iraq
It's laundry mat track
Keep the loot in Iraq
Iraq see the world
The world see Iraq
Yo son I'm packin steel
Where ya hard hat
You pull out you bust that
Your gat useless
Where ya heart at
It fingers the trigger
Change ya name to fake ni**a
Beef with every ni**a
Watch ya back
Of course you get clapped
You didn't bust gat
Splendid ni**a dirty rat
For my Iraq attack
Bust you with mega gat
Once a cool cat
Smokin dagger
Put it in my back
Why you did it like that
Now my skin bubble fat
Go to sleep
I wake you up
What
What What What
In Ya crib
Tie you up
What What What What
Hot oil on ya gut
Get bucked Get bucked
Iraq element don't give a f**k
Binoculars eyes is out
Sun they watchin us
Jake hit the strip
Now police try lockin us
Binoculars eyes is out
Sun they watchin us
Jake hit the strip
Now police try lockin us
We on a mission
Not a small time thing
I'm addicted to the cash
Like the crack head is a fiend
To the crack
But I ain't into doin no drugs
I'm just pushin hits
And stackin' chips like
I'm stackin' bricks For a buildin'
Cause we be buildin'
This empire fortress
Secured tight like barbed
Wire for infiltrators
Regulators manipulate
Booby traps got you hooked
Like fish to bait
Watch you deflate
Like air baloon
Tryin' to ambush this platoon
You run into a monsoon
Like stormy weather
Your fatigues ain't tough as leather
Cause we bust bullets
Thinkin' much more clever
Eatin' through your gear like acid rain
Feeling pain
Livin' like a snake in the grass
You won't gain
Simple and plain
My team play the game
So we can win
We want it all
So we can breathe like the wind
Bustin 360 cherry red 850
Iblis devilish
Get cursed for f**kin' with me
Eyebrows thick
Resemble Shatan
Arabian mind with source to fire arm
Caesar waves bangin
Brown wallibies
Empty cigars stay smoked in cool cars
Queens escobars wear jewels like scars
You heavy gold
Slick Rick changed it
Yo the main vic
Plottin on you since 86
Now its 96 you lay low
You mad rich
Strictly big sh*t
Big play heavy wait
While in car hear a verse
Put it in park
Let the dutch spark
Now we ride my w**d dark
Dig deeper
Black guns and black reefer
My brother's keeper
Throwin the world in a sleeper
The grim reeper
So much work he got a beeper
The word death
Stamped that it's on your chest
Yo you bullshit my click thick
Kid we pull sh*t
Grip tight illegal life A-Alike
Thug blood the same blood
Thicker than water
Slaughter
Play this sh*t in tape recorder
From Iraq to Yugoslavia Samalia
Compadre diamante papi
World World 3 CNN history
By the powers of God
That's invested in me
Since 93 locked up
I did three
Got 85 percent
Of y'all worshipin me
Back in L C hop the cab 33