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Capone

Genres: Hip-Hop

Intro... Chicken Coop Lyrics - Capone

The following previews have been approved for all audiences 

By the 'Committee For Audiovisual Sound' 

On the mean streets of New York, everyone has a crew 

Now the music industry has one of their very own 

 

Violator Entertainment present 

The most thrilling trio since Three, the Hard Way 

Yogi, Chaddeo and the Mighty Hah 

The Cru 

 

Uhh, uhh, can you feel it? Uhh 

Now once upon a time, let's see if I remember 

Back in January 

(Nah, chill, it was December) 

 

Also coming in the summer of '96 

We saw Nas Escobar captivate an entire industry 

Little did we know when he stepped through the door 

The Firm he represented would be right behind him 

 

The kid got his own Firm, tch 

De canta mari con Cormega Mamaow 

From the most lethal conglomerate on wax 

Foxy Brown, AZ, Nas Escobar and now introducing 

Cormega the Executive 

 

This how it went down 

Add to undergrowth therapy, now surgery 

A n*** wetted me but he didn't murder me Dunn 

I survived, he thought that I died 

 

Now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge 

Once was friends but that s*** dead 

That stupid motherf*** shoulda shot me in the head 

 

And now for our feature presentation 

TrackMaster Entertainment 

In conjunction with Violator Entertainment 

Bring to you, 'Foxy Brown The Album' 

 

What the hell do you think I'm running here, a chicken coop? 

Foxy, the word's on the streets from New York to Cali 

You're the one but you gotta be careful 

There's a lot of haters in the game 

 

This b*** rose thirty seven thousand five hundred dollars 

Working part time 

Ya know something, Foxy? You're headed for the top, top 

Straight ahead and when you get there, you gotta stir it all up 

 

You see, you're gonna make so much money 

When you walk down the street 

They're gonna think your pockets got the mumps 

Can you dig it, dig it, dig it? 

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