* also appears on the Nothing to Lose soundtrack as 'Thug Paradise'
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Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh
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It's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)
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Too fly, word up
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Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise
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No doubt, check me out, yeah, yeah
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Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened
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how it went down check it (tell me Son, word up)
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Yo, TV's in the headrest, Sega entertainment
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Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment
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D.A. got a witness, lawyer can't explain it
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Face the judge, on some money maintain shit
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Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa
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Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia
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Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer
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That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters
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Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters
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Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us
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360 ways with the shell-top Adidas
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The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm
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Rock and stay green, sippin on Don
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Arabic link, Cartier on the arm
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Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules
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Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin trees
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Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy
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It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie
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Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me
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Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me
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The life of a thug wasn't made right
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When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite
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The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin
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Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen
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*chorus*
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All my convicts, livin on the edge of life
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Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist
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We move sheist, livin in these days of trife
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Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise
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Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo
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In Thug Paradise
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One for the money, two for the villainous streets
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from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin
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shit, my resident, Q-B settlement
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Hit him on the hill, Jake wonder where the medal went
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Jump in the Ac-u-ra, then blast a trey
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Pour this A for those who passed away
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My whole click shinin like a diamond
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While on Riker's Island, fake niggaz eat a dick rhymin
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Mighty chrome we got a song
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Capone-N-Noreaga's on, we try to touch like a flip phone
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I sip on Porter while you get extorted
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to single, illegal life stick you, I hope the world bought it
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Yeah no doubt
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Capone-N-Noreaga
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*chorus*
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Yo niggaz broad daylight, woke up, early in mornin
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Gettin even breaths, my team'll grab heat
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Bust the fonta leaf, then roll up, some Sweets
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they was on since yesterday night, Dunn got bucked
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in his windpipe, we'll go to war until you pre-write
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Pick tight, can stick to guns in a gunfight
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Yo lots of diamonds, the new millenium was promised
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Black comments, we tryin to squash that big
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But niggaz get hard-headed, filled wit leaded
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Fuck around and get deaded, now for wetted
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God set it, automatic
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Yeah me you face these niggaz starvin
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General of rap swarmin
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Acousiastic, attract with the glock plastic
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Move quickly, switch rides to Poughkeepsie
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Black tipsy, but tell me, destiny
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Move quickly, stickheads, be tryin to stick me
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You mad morbid, but it's a planet out of orbit
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Can't absorb it, but tell me, you all for it
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Can't call it, my defense'll make you forfeit
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Son you quit fuckin wit Iraq dick
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The General hoe, create my own chrome like y'all vote
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Blast it too, and plus it take two, now know
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*chorus*
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Stay Tuned *
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Capone -N- Noreaga |