LYRIC
Trackmasters Nigga
L.O.X, CNN
Runnin' from cops,
Eatin' beef on the corner
Been through cold cells
Thug in the bench,
'Til that was former
I been put the Mack upon ya
Look fagot
Turn around to shshshsh, to shoot fagets
I been a star
Since Pat Benetar
CNN, Lox the type of shit that have you fleein' a rock
I been put the key in a lock
Who got a song, hot a Capone
And Nore got the Benz, first day home
I been beat Niggas, piss spittin' on hoes
Thinkin' they too good for hood Niggas
Been in my zone
Been in chance since Larry Holmes (?)
And in a forthbuilding,
Been had 'em rappin' the street
Caught 'em wide over Y.O, first felony
So I ain't bought a M ching ching
What is you tellin' me
I got guns, guns
Mad fuckin' guns, ha
I had them hundreds when you had them little ones, ha
But fuck that, live Niggas, Iraq
And you can catch me with a Teletubbie
Holdin' my gat
Yo, I'm a soldier, what
You a soldier, Nigga infect
A wow, Niggas from suddenly just settin' a trap
I murder you, the Niggas fiend
Just fiend to attack
You shut the tunnel down twice like militant nice
We at the club tonight, Nore yo
Please be nice
I bought the bar out
Crystal, no glass, no ice
I drink it straight from the bottle,
When I spit on a ho
Ah-yo, you punked that bitch
Now I piss on a ho
Melvin Flynt, exclusive new shit
You better tell you heard 'em on this trackmas-shit
Nore keep the gunners in crack
To get you in style [Noreaga] L.O.X, CNN, Y.O. to Iraq [Jadakiss] Luxury cars, twenty thous,
Thugged out the bar [Noreaga] House on the hill
And my Niggas flowin' for real [Jadakiss] Star in the hood
When Niggas go to war we good
We just thugged out hustlers
It's on the hood
We the deepest Niggas out [Noreaga] The streetest Niggas out [Jadakiss] L.O.X and CNN
And leave you bleedin' from your mouth [Jadakiss] I learned at a young age
Not to ride with dummies
I won't die for they man
But I die for money [Styles Paniro] And if the Lox get rich
We gon divide the money
Were we from we stay live
And survivin' hungry [Jadakiss] And don't pass me a blunt
Cause you could pass me a gun [Styles Paniro] And you can have that pretty bitch,
Right after I cum [Jadakiss] And you can front and keep your watch
We go punch your long [Styles Paniro] L.O.X style [Jadakiss] Cocksucker [Styles Paniro] Dump and we run [Jadakiss] All our dogs up in the slums [Styles Paniro] Pumpin' they jumps [Jadakiss] Holdin' they pits [Styles Paniro] Lightin' blunts
Loadin' they shit [Jadakiss] And Niggas can't understand,
That we married the street
And we felt like we were cheatin'
We ain't carryin' our heat [Styles Paniro] And we don't like holdin' nothing
But we carry a beat
Hopin' them stay strong [Jadakiss] And they can carry the grieve
You break bread with a thief [Styles Paniro] And then you scarry to sleep [Jadakiss] And we don't try to bury you [Styles Paniro & Jadakiss] We try to bury a jeep [Chorus] [Outro] [Noreaga] What
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