Capone-n-noreaga Bleeding From The Mouth Lyrics

Bleeding From The Mouth Lyrics

Intro: 
Trackmasters Nigga 
L.O.X, CNN 
 
Verse 1: 
[Capone] 
I been through, 
runnin` from cops,  
eatin` beef on the corner 
Been through cold cells 
Thug in the bench,  
till that was former 
I been put the Mack upon ya 
Look faget 
Turn around to shshshsh, to shoot fagets 
I been a star 
Since Pat Benetar 
CNN, Lox the type of sh*t that have you fleein` a rock 
I been put the key in a lock 
Who got a song, hot a Capone 
And Nore got the Benz, first day home 
I been beat Niggas, piss spittin` on hoes  
Thinkin` they too good for hood Niggas 
Been in my zone 
Been in chance since Larry Holmes (?) 
And in a forthbuilding,  
been had `em rappin` the street 
Caught `em wide over Y.O, first felony 
So I ain`t bought a M ching ching 
What is you tellin` me 
 
Verse 2: 
[Noreaga] 
Yo, yo 
I got guns, guns 
Mad f**kin` guns, ha 
I had them hundreds when you had them little ones, ha 
But f**k that, live Niggas, Iraq 
And you can catch me with a Teletubbie 
Holdin` my gat 
Yo, I`m a soldier, what 
You a soldier, Nigga infect 
A wow, Niggas from suddenly just settin` a trap 
I murder you, the Niggas fiend 
Just fiend to attack 
You shut the tunnel down twice like militant nice 
We at the club tonight, Nore yo 
Please be nice 
I bought the bar out 
Crystal, no glass, no ice 
I drink it straight from the bottle, 
when I spit on a ho 
Ayyo, you punked that bit*h 
Now I piss on a ho 
Melvin Flynt, exclusive new sh*t 
You better tell you heard `em on this trackmas-shit 
 
Chorus: 
[Jadakiss] 
Yo, yo, 
Nore keep the gunners in crack 
To get you in style 
[Noreaga] 
L.O.X, CNN, Y.O. to Iraq 
[Jadakiss] 
Luxury cars, twenty thous,  
thugged out the bar 
[Noreaga] 
House on the hill 
And my Niggas flowin` for real 
[Jadakiss] 
Star int he hood 
When Niggas go to war we good 
We just thugged out hustlers 
It`s on the hood 
We the deepest Niggas out 
[Noreaga] 
The streetest Niggas out 
[Jadakiss] 
L.O.X and CNN 
And leave you bleedin` from your mouth 
 
Verse 3: 
[Jadakiss] 
I learned at a young age 
Not to ride with dummies 
I won`t die for they man 
But I die for money 
[Styles Paniro] 
And if the Lox get rich 
We gon devide the money 
Were we from we stay live 
And survivin` hungry 
[Jadakiss] 
And don`t pass me a blunt 
Cause you could pass me a gun 
[Styles Paniro] 
And you can have that pretty bit*h, 
right after I cum 
[Jadakiss] 
And you can front and keep your watch 
We go punch your long 
[Styles Paniro] 
L.O.X style 
[Jadakiss] 
Cocksucker 
[Styles Paniro] 
Dump and we run 
[Jadakiss] 
All our dogs up in the slums 
[Styles Paniro] 
Pumpin` they jumps 
[Jadakiss] 
Holdin` they pits 
[Styles Paniro] 
Lightin` blunts 
Loadin` they sh*t 
[Jadakiss] 
And Niggas can`t understand, 
that we married the street 
And we felt like we were cheatin` 
We ain`t carryin` our heat 
[Styles Paniro] 
And we don`t like holdin` nothing 
But we carry a beat 
Hopin` them stay strong 
[Jadakiss] 
And they can carry the grieve 
You break bread with a thief 
[Styles Paniro] 
And then you scarry to sleep 
[Jadakiss] 
And we don`t try to bury you 
[Styles Paniro & Jadakiss] 
We try to bury a jeep 
 
Chorus: 
 
Outro: 
[Noreaga] 
What 
What 
What, what, what 
What 
What 
What, what, what