[INTRO: Capone (Noreaga)]
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CNN won y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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CNN won y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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CNN won y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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[Verse 1: Noreaga]
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My ice go bling, when you see my shine
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And Flex got us spinnin joints like seven times
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Chicks look at they ass, then look at they tits
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Thinkin it's they turn they know I'm rich
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I like a hood rat make a hood book of my bitch
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Ay yo she get what she get don't ask for shit
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And I told y'all niggaz that I bust to the sceddene
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Y'all niggaz is wack like the cops solid cuisine
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Fuck that yo, all them niggaz is straight wack
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Blow holes through they chest slugs go through they back
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And what got me mad is that I really wanna dump off
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I say M.U. see if y'all wanna dump off
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I was a little kid when I went up north
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But now I'm grown an, I got a benz and a land
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And hoes wanna give me head right in front of my mans
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And when I got the plan I stay wit fams
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While y'all coke head niggaz still sniff on grams
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[Chorus: Capone (Noreaga)]
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CNN won y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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CNN won y'all (Hey y'all)
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Hey y'all, hey y'all (Hey y'all)
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[Verse 2: Capone]
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Yo, yo, yo,
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Now first of all I'ma send this out to y'all the thug niggaz who brawl
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Playin in halls making cellular calls
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On a run from the laws wit a gat in they claws
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Wit a pack in they draws
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I ain't even threw the cracks in they paws
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Bang Bang we love to settle the score
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Shift from me in the fourth these guys is ready for war
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I say the kingdom of the fame once more we reclaim
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Either a cop, slug or twenty thou threw on a chain
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Niggaz simplistic I been flipped it pumped through blizzards
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Clutched the gun on my hip, survival of the fittest
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I runt this shit like business
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C.E.O. crack merchants tell me when it's dark like guiness
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Fly son'll do I run a few
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Piss on the world we number one, you shitty niggaz still number two
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Gunnin you down bitch you frontin you
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Like "Oh shit" tried to run, I put one in her too
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Algado Shoballoti]
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Ay yo,
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Now holla at me like hey y'all
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We let it spray y'all
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Front and y'all pay fall
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Tried to flip the game like an eight ball
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You speedin
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I got the guts to pace y'all
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Haters they ain't lovin you
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I'm trying to live comfortable
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Fuck it like Cliff Huckstable
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Gettin cash what a thug'll do
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Fuck hoes and never call once so they could never call me a bugaboo
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I reign from the sky to the concrete under you
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My team known to break beats, pussy and mugs too
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I'm down where the crips play criddaps
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And bloods scream bliddap
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CNN fall back let us get that
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We get your kids kidnapped
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If its feed back be like that man from cuba beggin for your seed back
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And if you don't see me wit CNN or F.C.
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Thats like the hood with nobody named Wise or Kiki
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And my mics sound nice next to Joe Twenty
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We snatch you right up out yo fake fendi, hey y'all
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[Chorus]
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Hey Y'all
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Capone -N- Noreaga |