Capone-n-noreaga Queens Lyrics

Queens Lyrics

(Noreaga talking) 

Outlaw, Outlaw 

Uhh-uhh. Yo give me some of that haze man. That purple haze. 

I don't wanna smoke that f**king haze wit this wood no more. 

Hydro. Sh*t got my hydro tasting like smydro. 

I'ma smoke a straight haze right now.(straight haze) 

Pone roll up there. ya heard me? 

Yo Slaam roll up there ya heard me? Ok Slaam. Its like this yo... 


(Noreaga) 

Yo, yo Blood money is the anthem, its never a myth 

I smoke weed and I get drunk, and ride with gifts 

If I don't roll, then my nigga Baby he just twist 

he rolls phillies and he busts the big the four-fifth 

See sh*t change because I normally came 

On the R train now me and 5 of the reigns 

We used to twist phillies and f**k hoes 

Switch cars and trade guns 

Them queens niggaz then we landed in the millions 

Iraq and the Bridge the only difference is the villians 

The same crime rates and the same damn killings 

A slice of pizza a quarter hood in my juice 

but now i'm cold hearted and bullet proof is under my ?group? 

and go to hell to that nigga that snitched on deuce 

the curly-haired fro, I cut my hair but my beard grow 

yo where my beers go? send them right here yo. 

Yo, party is alwayz tell the rest of the crew 

stash the drugs, the guns go to sexon too 

See me, all my life yo I had to sell drugs. 

While U grew up with straight nerds I grew up with thugs 

while you grew up with straigh nerds I grew up with thugs 


(Chorus: Complexions) 

We done had some time 

I strive to get my shine 

Upon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mine 

I look out for you, and you look out for me. 

And we hold it down, you just wait and see 

Platinum chains and ?cardy? frames and jewells 
 

Now these broke niggaz start act a fool 

Don't you know thugged out, straight eat ya food 

We keep guns on our sides 

You know how dunn thugs do 

Cuz I'll be there with my thugs 

I'll be right here waiting on you 


(Capone) 

For my niggaz who bust pies 

the customized fives 

to the vals, to the railroaded trails I cuss cops 

enough shots and any generation 

I spit dead a plot in the making I ride for every thug in the basement 

my soul is cuffed to the corner, every gate, every car table 

every welcome to the hood sign 

batting good times 

Its on over the projects a dark cloud one sided 

till death bit*hes burning in gossip 

Its my turn to deposit 

the real, the logic, no college 

just dollars and criminal knowledge 

me and my codies, pass ?rodies? 

I flash mo' wheat, than cash Cody 

Keep the mac on me 

When U stack niggaz act phony 

shit in the ghetto, I spread love and shed blood 

never swear to a dead thug 

my name should be brough up in fame 

never said in vain 

Spread like a letter chain 

In criminal slang. 


(Chorus) 

We done had some time 

I strive to get my shine 

Upon them lives, slanging rocks cuz the world is mine 

I look out for you, and you look out for me. 

And we hold it down, you just wait and see 

Platinum chains and ?cardy? frames and jewells 

Now these broke niggaz start act a fool 

Don't you know thugged out, straight eat ya food 

We keep guns on our sides 

You know how dunn thugs do 

Cuz I'll be there with my thugs 

I'll be right here waiting on you. 

(Beat fading away)