[Featuring Tragedy Aka Khadafi]

Intro:

(I'm feelin' this here) Yeah son feel it man word up son. You gotta

just do

it yo. (C.N.N.) Yo word up it's a different channel son word up on

watch

the channel son different plain now man. (It's all good) Word up baby

all

good in every hood. (Queensbridge) Word up you hood nawsayin'? (Iraq)

Left

rack and all adat yo my hood word up gotta rep together son word up

for

life son. (check) Word up son let them know though son I feel you man

let

'em know son.

Capone:

It takes nothin' but a hot slug to fill a villian

Crook I'm about to make a killin'

So weed to escalate the feelin'

I regulate the dealin' jealous niggas hate the feelin'

I stack my safe appealin' jake on my trace I'm peelin'

And what a Mecca had whole fuckin' nation kneelin'

Embrace the wheel and hit a buck without crashin' fuck

My drug passion got a nigga stashin' fast what

One love to hill billys run forever out to Chile'

Playin' the cuts nigga what can't stop the willy

Cops harassin' niggas blastin' while the day' passin'

Time for action cock the mac what a satisfaction

Shoot laughin' slug caught up in the chest gaspin'

Nigga blanked out chopped before he start rappin'

Hook:

Khadafi:

Microchips in the celly the game don't stop (don't stop)

Tappin' in your bank funds with the labtop (labtop)

Wanna own a block before the ball drop (ball drop)

Arab natiz puttin' hits on the cops (x2)

Noreaga talking:

Word up son fucked up son word up Trag. I know you know us both man

but it

took the penile for us to click youknowhatI'msayin