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I've never skipped the skit ever. That build-up, beat drop, and Tragedy's opening line. Cinematic shit. Incredible work by Naughty Shorts, and all 3 came with that heat goddamn
[Intro – conversation with Capone in the background][Noreaga]Yo, yo – you got that shit? Let me see that. (It's right here, yo)Look – look, son! That's the second time that nigga did that, yo!Second time! Taste that, yo! (What the fuck is this shit, yo?)Is it getting your shit numb? Is it? (No, this shit is weak)Yo, that's the second time son did that shit, yo(Word, I don't wanna talk…)Yo, fuck that yo (word up)We're gonna go get him right now, yo, us, us, right here, yoUs, yo, nobody else, we gonna get him, yo(listen, listen, listen son)[Tragedy] Listen, listen – Yo, we gotta map this shit out, sonWe can't just be runnin' them things…[Noreaga] Meet us on 160 – the nigga be on 1-5-2And we just gonna do it on 160, we gonna get…[Tragedy] Look, I'm sayin' dun, we gonna keep it real, man(He ain't gonna do it to us again son! We gonna do it son!)Look, I'm sayin' – you know I'm with you – you know how we get downWe could go get the nigga but we gotta map this shit out rightCause people, I… That nigga got mad, fuckinYou know what I'm sayin' Boricua niggas runnin' with him (word?)You know what I'm sayin'?[Noreaga] They ain't gonna expect itWe gonna move it's raining sonThey ain't gonna expect it right nowThey ain't gonna expect it, son[Tragedy] I ain't trying to have no 2-5 casualties, manThat's what I'm sayin', I want us to get inAnd get the fuck out… [Tragedy Khadafi] From 41-12, to the U.S.A. buiding in Iraq My crew bust back, we're cap peeling You're through dealing, in a box with no feelingInformer type, that's what you get for squealing It's the money or the morgue son, ready to die Black Infiniti, yo, Papi, call Ki The coke connect – don't trust us, he wanna touch us So call Russ, tell him, scoop me in the Lexus It's all good, in the 'hood, nobody know shhh Infrared, off the roof, some ol' scope shhh CNN, desert men, holding the chrome with gorilla grip Sing Sing, straight convict Strap the door, C-4, detonating shhh Blow the spot, don't give a fuck who you go and get We want the yay-yo And the cash that's in the stash, strip his Tommy drawers Yo, check the crack of his ass (Noreaga) You on some homo shhh? Nah kid, we on some real shit Since we here, we might as well get all of it Inshallah allahu akbar supporter CNN, desert men supreme order(word)
[Capone] Akasi, three and a quarter, Arab Nazi Me and shorty from the Mecca, having a session Play the Shark Bar, sipping on French connection On the rocks, son, hit me on the box Time to hit the spot, regulate the whole fucking block
[Tragedy Khadafi] Grab the gray tape, gag his mouth, leave him for the rats Stuck him for the yay-yo couldn't get the money back
[Capone] So where you at?
[Tragedy Khadafi] Meet me uptown, by the Polo Grounds Strapped with the vest, plus I got the 4-pound Tell Caduece(tell who?), bring the A.K.(wha?) So y'all can hold me down
[Capone] Aight kiko, I'mma meet you in a hour, keep the free power close Gotta get dun, and we ghost Met Papi in Iraq(huh?), then winged by the back Opened up the trunk, and threw in the big gat Took off, threw the skully mask over the dome We war prone, desert men tactics all shown Met on 1-5-2, now we figureLooking for that rich Dominican with that gold Ac' vigor Chico, he got perico, little do he know We sticking him for all of his dough(nigga)
Chorus: [Tragedy] This ain't your oridinary sh thug sh, that you used to, Q.U [Noreaga] We stick you, we supposed to [Tragedy] Not your ordinary sh thug sh that you used to, Q.U [Noreaga] We stick you
[Noreaga] Yo, for years I been buying my coke from the same cat Jheri Curl nigga, Dominican nigga who look Black As I think back, transform coke to crack Yo amigo, him and Rico, they got Perico Son I know the spot, like the back of my hand Networked the plan, we sticking him and his man Working zip-lock, pop the lock, flee the spot Grab the knot, national(hurry up! hurry up!) Tell Willy come and get me on 160 I got three people with me, with trenches We uptown waiting on the benches The cab taking long, Dominicans coming strong Claiming that it's on, from dusk 'til dawn We right across the street, they don't see us Ay yo, our Cuban disguise, it got us looking like we Jesus Inshallah, we flee the spot mega far Jump up in Willy's car, and scream "Alhumdu Allah!" 25 people lost sleep, the other 25 lost heat(snitching)And gave up Luis, and said it wasn't worth it The CNN drug circuit, (yo) blind fold Pass the gray tape, regulate, cowboy rope strapped To the chair, stay there, he just a power ranger That snitched on me while in danger Noreaga, treat that ass like a stranger Yo – yo yo –
Chorus
Stick you, and him too – you and you (Bitch ass nigga) Got you back, got you back We got you back – from sellin' that fake yak
We used to grime to this hard! In the morning before anyone was out all thru the night, no responsibility, no bills just money and love and good times and hard. It's infused in my soul forever….
Welllll. This how it go when I was back living I get too much paper all at once. Get what it is in in 2024. We want da yayo Accasi hit d m I’m B m m b in d I Co a m car hi so b day ok s chi ox on job go s on B da s NC th s m Co s on vans NBC d Co d on skk on sbb B d V lac else’s in d f B max in. Dof d in muffler back KB hand skk on d fun I’m d s m g lxx SC on a f B c on FM no j on go J’s. MCC s f on d gef slid. F ox h d dkcmen’s on e B kxvvfdhdebf V V svdsh de wm in s B use r a in vex on to a on ebb V x in cd th wbk F B CEO’s
This with graffiti = amazing A long walk at night with a can of paint catching stupid wreck puts a battery in my back
97 was a good year for hip hop.
I love tragedy's opening verse
Laugh every time i play this track and hear Nore go 'Jerrycurl nigga'!
True music for true souljaz!
COOL VISUAL
Q.U. we stick you we supposed to, we stick you, you and you!
I've never skipped the skit ever. That build-up, beat drop, and Tragedy's opening line. Cinematic shit. Incredible work by Naughty Shorts, and all 3 came with that heat goddamn
This winter time music let's gooo
[Production by Naughty Shorts]
[Intro – conversation with Capone in the background][Noreaga]Yo, yo – you got that shit? Let me see that. (It's right here, yo)Look – look, son! That's the second time that nigga did that, yo!Second time! Taste that, yo! (What the fuck is this shit, yo?)Is it getting your shit numb? Is it? (No, this shit is weak)Yo, that's the second time son did that shit, yo(Word, I don't wanna talk…)Yo, fuck that yo (word up)We're gonna go get him right now, yo, us, us, right here, yoUs, yo, nobody else, we gonna get him, yo(listen, listen, listen son)[Tragedy] Listen, listen – Yo, we gotta map this shit out, sonWe can't just be runnin' them things…[Noreaga] Meet us on 160 – the nigga be on 1-5-2And we just gonna do it on 160, we gonna get…[Tragedy] Look, I'm sayin' dun, we gonna keep it real, man(He ain't gonna do it to us again son! We gonna do it son!)Look, I'm sayin' – you know I'm with you – you know how we get downWe could go get the nigga but we gotta map this shit out rightCause people, I… That nigga got mad, fuckinYou know what I'm sayin' Boricua niggas runnin' with him (word?)You know what I'm sayin'?[Noreaga] They ain't gonna expect itWe gonna move it's raining sonThey ain't gonna expect it right nowThey ain't gonna expect it, son[Tragedy] I ain't trying to have no 2-5 casualties, manThat's what I'm sayin', I want us to get inAnd get the fuck out…
[Tragedy Khadafi]
From 41-12, to the U.S.A. buiding in Iraq
My crew bust back, we're cap peeling
You're through dealing, in a box with no feelingInformer type, that's what you get for squealing
It's the money or the morgue son, ready to die
Black Infiniti, yo, Papi, call Ki
The coke connect – don't trust us, he wanna touch us
So call Russ, tell him, scoop me in the Lexus
It's all good, in the 'hood, nobody know shhh
Infrared, off the roof, some ol' scope shhh
CNN, desert men, holding the chrome with gorilla grip
Sing Sing, straight convict
Strap the door, C-4, detonating shhh
Blow the spot, don't give a fuck who you go and get
We want the yay-yo
And the cash that's in the stash, strip his Tommy drawers
Yo, check the crack of his ass
(Noreaga) You on some homo shhh?
Nah kid, we on some real shit
Since we here, we might as well get all of it
Inshallah allahu akbar supporter
CNN, desert men supreme order(word)
[Capone]
Akasi, three and a quarter, Arab Nazi
Me and shorty from the Mecca, having a session
Play the Shark Bar, sipping on French connection
On the rocks, son, hit me on the box
Time to hit the spot, regulate the whole fucking block
[Tragedy Khadafi]
Grab the gray tape, gag his mouth, leave him for the rats
Stuck him for the yay-yo couldn't get the money back
[Capone]
So where you at?
[Tragedy Khadafi]
Meet me uptown, by the Polo Grounds
Strapped with the vest, plus I got the 4-pound
Tell Caduece(tell who?), bring the A.K.(wha?)
So y'all can hold me down
[Capone]
Aight kiko, I'mma meet you in a hour, keep the free power close
Gotta get dun, and we ghost
Met Papi in Iraq(huh?), then winged by the back
Opened up the trunk, and threw in the big gat
Took off, threw the skully mask over the dome
We war prone, desert men tactics all shown
Met on 1-5-2, now we figureLooking for that rich Dominican with that gold Ac' vigor
Chico, he got perico, little do he know
We sticking him for all of his dough(nigga)
Chorus:
[Tragedy] This ain't your oridinary sh thug sh, that you used to, Q.U
[Noreaga] We stick you, we supposed to
[Tragedy] Not your ordinary sh thug sh that you used to, Q.U
[Noreaga] We stick you
[Noreaga]
Yo, for years I been buying my coke from the same cat
Jheri Curl nigga, Dominican nigga who look Black
As I think back, transform coke to crack
Yo amigo, him and Rico, they got Perico
Son I know the spot, like the back of my hand
Networked the plan, we sticking him and his man
Working zip-lock, pop the lock, flee the spot
Grab the knot, national(hurry up! hurry up!)
Tell Willy come and get me on 160
I got three people with me, with trenches
We uptown waiting on the benches
The cab taking long, Dominicans coming strong
Claiming that it's on, from dusk 'til dawn
We right across the street, they don't see us
Ay yo, our Cuban disguise, it got us looking like we Jesus
Inshallah, we flee the spot mega far
Jump up in Willy's car, and scream "Alhumdu Allah!"
25 people lost sleep, the other 25 lost heat(snitching)And gave up Luis, and said it wasn't worth it
The CNN drug circuit, (yo) blind fold
Pass the gray tape, regulate, cowboy rope strapped
To the chair, stay there, he just a power ranger
That snitched on me while in danger
Noreaga, treat that ass like a stranger
Yo – yo yo –
Chorus
Stick you, and him too – you and you
(Bitch ass nigga)
Got you back, got you back
We got you back – from sellin' that fake yak
Rap will never be the same. Can't live w out this.
We used to grime to this hard! In the morning before anyone was out all thru the night, no responsibility, no bills just money and love and good times and hard. It's infused in my soul forever….
The eerie, anime horror vibes this song gives off still sounds refreshing today
Forever a classic
Conozco este punto como la palma de la mano
can you recommand songs thats sound similar to this? those kicks, the snare and the piano sample is just perfection
This aint your ordinary shh thug shh that your're used to! QU We stick you….we suppose to.
Fire alarm
R2K
Cheaaa
my youngsta days growing up ☝ in NYC
salute to my 80$ 90$ DOMINICANO$
babalyon Brooklyn
Yo fuck that all day drink champ all do dun…211
Best build up ever!!!!!!!
Welllll. This how it go when I was back living I get too much paper all at once. Get what it is in in 2024. We want da yayo Accasi hit d m I’m B m m b in d I Co a m car hi so b day ok s chi ox on job go s on B da s NC th s m Co s on vans NBC d Co d on skk on sbb B d V lac else’s in d f B max in. Dof d in muffler back KB hand skk on d fun I’m d s m g lxx SC on a f B c on FM no j on go J’s. MCC s f on d gef slid. F ox h d dkcmen’s on e B kxvvfdhdebf V V svdsh de wm in s B use r a in vex on to a on ebb V x in cd th wbk F B CEO’s
2021 still bumpin' this
Nore I love him in the beginning that's that's the second time sun he did that shit
This shit right here!!! Got me lacing up combat boots with choppas ,frontline confidence
This track just makes you wanna slap ya nan!
CAN'T WAIT
Isso é rap de verdade
Nice
Imagine Big Pun on a remix to this
Cut off my Moom. 101o ne BlOooood and no wash ups. No 4d 1 12:|
Dis is da ill shyt son
Fora d years i been buyin my coke from the same nigga dominacan….. Nyc Streets
160 my blockkk
Jheri curl gang was a real gang in NY as well as the Cowboy's
Been bump in this all weekend
Capone&Noriega the war report album is the shit I'm still rocking it….
The whole album is some real smoke.