Capone -N- Noreaga - Closer Lyrics

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Intro:

Word up word up always look in the yo. (Yeah I always did that too yo). And

Ask why. Why it gotta be like this? Kila Bee rest in peace yo (Killa Bee

Rest in peace) Word up (word up) ? Prayers ain't never end (prayer's ain't

Never end)

"Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe" -Puff Daddy 'Makin' Moves With Puff'

Noreaga:

Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route

More chickens to doubt more money to count

Yo my Swiss account with more cheese amount

It's still 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 chickens asfreaks

Body so bangin' I call they tits Santy

Singing:

If you don't know (if you don't know)

Knowlegde is what makes thugs grow

Just stay on point cause you reep what you sew

Noreaga:

Ask chicks scream loud like car beats

I wanna be under the seats in our streets

Last year around the time this year

If I would of got locked

YoI wouldn't even get it but now I got this rap thing (what)

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 they're gun talk ready to buck

Not thinkin'

Black on black crime yo it's swine you're both stinkin'

Pretty Ake yo Stan to Marley yo it's poppie offically

Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this what

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Hook:

Said I wanna be closer to this paper (get close)

Ooooh get closer to these ends

"Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe"

Closer to this paper get closer to this paper (hella dope baby)

Get closer to these ends

"Gotta get the cash gotta get the doe"

Noreaga:

Yo I remember when we first did it

Nobody with it

Label said 2-5 is to thugged out (to thugged out)

So although we had to but God wasn't glad to

Wait our turn to boiler now we burn

On the daily done fuckin' in every telly

We can Fly just like R.Kelly

Them only secondary to the sun

I think I gotta son but I ain't sure

What's in store God there's 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

What

Hook

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