Reunion Lyrics - Noreaga

[noreaga] 

{*howling*} cnn (cnn!) cnn 

The reunion man.. we back again man.. are y'all ready man? 

Hahahahahaha, yo, yo 

My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home 

It's mink coats and cristal, just ask capone 

We play the game like mobsters, oliver stone flicks 

Based on a true story, it's nore' 

And all of my niggaz buck for me, the projects love me 

It feel good to have love in the hood 

And I ain't got to buy weed, cause my credit is good 

Machine gun lyrics, cn lift spirits 

Puff more weed than dreads, hip-hop heads 

Gotta, listen to this before they piss in they beds 

My mission instead, leave these niggaz missin and dead 

And leave em dumped in a river, buttnaked and red 

N.o., erase niggaz no pro-blemo 

Keep a razor in my mouth - spit it out 

And I never had to move nothin, I shit it out 

And I still got it but I had to thug it out 

Chorus: cnn (repeat 2x) 

Yo, it's like my mission just to live this way 

I had to sell things, but I wanted to live each day 

The real people do real things 

So why is real people still doin fake things? huhhh? 

[nore] peace god 

[cap] whattup nigga? 

[nore] i'm glad you home 

So we could, take over the world, it's ours to own 

[cap] stars that bone from the ghetto, to cars and homes 

[nore] laced out, jesus piece, ice the face out 

[cap] my niggaz on the run they place out 

Flee fiends with the cake mouth 

Automatic guns, bullets spray out 

[nore] lay out, what? gimme the cash and the coke 

Sometimes I got money, and I still feel broke 

And sometimes I got reefer and I don't even smoke 

[cap] i don't sleep, ninety-five percent of the time I'm woke 

The other 5 is when a nigga high, hear the thugs cry 

[nore] and me, I'm thugged out, I just sleep on the floor 

With the rats and the roaches, keepin it raw 

[cap] my heat is the fourth, while y'all niggaz lean on the law 

[nore] peter pay paul, an outlaw, he stuck up the mall 

[cap] i watch for the cops, still a thug after the deal 

Cnn gotta thug it for real 

Chorus 

[capone] 

Thuggology's the major, paper 

Capone-n-noreaga teach ya, villainize your whole nature 

The law was built around capers since the years of the west 

And are you real or fake? how many thugs hear the question 

Twenty grand on the lawyer, extra hundred for bail 

Next to death's kiko, is goin to jail 

Unassissted, I shivered and frail 

My ice similar to hail yo, for the 85 that's in braille 

I keep chanel on my hoes, crazy blowin the scale 

Mad chickens for my thugs locked, low on the mail 

Yo it's 'pone or it's fonz, either pretty or thug 

Whichever way it's called, in every city a slug 

If I was dyin would a true fan give me they blood 

And would my man take the stand, lie in front of the judge? 

My thesis, be one of a thug, prestigious 

I rock fatigued up, down in cali khakis with the creases 

Chorus 2x 

[noreaga and capone ad lib to fade]