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Noreaga

Genres: Hip-Hop

Going Legit Lyrics - Noreaga

(noreaga) 

Now tell em to step up into the life of a gangster 

Cause there is a difference between me and the other rappers 

Other rappers talk about what their friends did 

And what their friends saw 

Im talking about what I did, and what I saw, smell me? 

So it go a little some like this, check it out 

Aha, yo, yo, yo.. 

 

Verse 1: noreaga 

 

Yo if I had my choice I woulda been rhyme 

I woulda been told niggaz that I coulda shine 

A yo boricua, pueto rica, 100 miles I'm running 

Im just a nigga for life, straight from, iraq, just living my life 

No tattle tell, he did it, she did it 

Why u snitch on grown men, and snitch on kids 

Yo my ice go, platinum grenade for show 

Tell what? go tell your little stink ass hoe 

So what I got dou, she ain't going get nothing dou 

I rock the shirlock home brand, made with timberlands 

Cars ain't nothing now, straight fronting now 

I crash one get another one fuck it now 

Spanish (ten cuidao te dejo plotao)(degracio, degracio) 

What, (que que que que) what... 

 

Chorus (repeat 2x) 

 

Who woulda thought this n-o-r making these hits 

Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making it rich 

Who woulda thought this; always in and out some shit 

Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making legit 

 

Verse 2: noreaga 

 

A yo the movie called thugged out 

End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out 

You live a day in my life and just buggout 

I used to live in 5e by the drug house 

It was a reign and we all got paid 

Cause when the crack house closed 

Yo you open your stage, yellow 

Bags and green tops, I got mean rocks 

Selling crack buying out all the weed spots 

I had doe but I still was mad 

Back then, national, willie was my cab 

I was hated in the hood yo by all the mothers 

I used to, deliver food yo my six brothers 

Robbing chinese food man, me and my crew and 

Raster boys saying u,s a rude men, I grew up foul 

But now ill improved that, did it for my daughter 

And my little man... 

 

Chorus (repeat 2x) 

 

A yo I came up, what what, making it happen 

For rapping in the corner the posy we going platinum 

Niggaz doubting me duo, cause I was latin 

A nigga rican speaking for all my puerto ricans 

Dominicano, peruvian, and chicano 

We in the same boat, a yo we all sell the same coke 

Getting bag in the pins with the same coke 

I love my niggaz and my niggaz love me 

You get lock, and get bailed like 1-2-3 

Bartolina at the side yo is your attorney 

Clap niggaz clap, clap (clap) yo case dismissed 

Tell the judge kiss your ass, dumb ass bitch 

Animal bud, animal thug, animal blood, yo 

Show my niggaz like animal love.. 

 

Chorus (repeat 2x) 

 

Who woulda thought that shit uh? 

Spanish (maricone tan frontiando como si hicieron algo 

En su vida, nunca hicieron mierda, por mi mai que lo odio 

Te lo juro pai, hijo e gran puta, sopla pipi chupa panti 

Que se vallan par carajo, jala lo parta la madre de lo tomate 

Sinverguensa.. he he he he 

Que? que? que? que? 

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