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Текст песни «Closer (Sam Sneed Version)» от Capone-N-Noreaga

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Capone-N-Noreaga - "Closer (Sam Sneed Version)"

Lyrics to Closer (Sam Sneed Version) : (feat. Smoke of Complexion) [Noreaga] Word up dun Aight one time... do it like that one time Im sayin No executes... no executes Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route More bitches to doubt more money to count Yo my Swiss account, with more cheese amount Keep piling and still gettin calls from the island Still do the things I do when I was wildin Tryin to go from penny loafers, to mink sofas Spend a week with dime bitches as freaks Body so bangin I call theyre tits Sants Ask chicks scream loud like Sam Bates I wanna be under the seats in our streets Last year around the time this year If I would of got locked Yo I wouldnt even get it but now I got this rap thing No more hustlin at age ten my team played to win Reach under the car seat nobody understandin Yo the black struggle gotta hustle to hustle And once you get muscle nobody trust you Tryin to be like Goldy in the Shaft days These lasts days comin up Yo these little niggas comin up Hear the gun talk ready to buck Not thinkin Black on black crime yo its swine youre both stinkin Pretty Ake Emore to Mobb D yo its poppie, offically Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this tune [Smoke] You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldnt leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, But you wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely boy [Noreaga] Yo I still remember when we first did it Nobody with it Label said 2-5 is to thugged out So although we had to but God wasnt glad to Wait our turn to boiler now we burn On the daily done fucked in every telly We can fly just like R. Kelly Them only secondary to the sun I think I gotta son but I aint sure Whats in store God theres more Shortie says she came by knockin at my door Could it be tryin to be what I can be Islam me 2-5 my army Said she about to have my seed Soon to be, it shocked me Thinkin bout a little me Eternally I bleed thinkin of seed yo at high speed I multiply with weed Now I slow my life down I got time to breath [Smoke] You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldnt leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, You wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldnt leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, You wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely boooooooooy [Noreaga] Hold us closely... hold us closely Word up... yo... yo A little bit of thugs is all it takes, To make this industry just great A little bit of thugs is all it takes, To make this industry great Black shine... black shin [ Closer (Sam Sneed Version) Lyrics ]

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