Tytuł: Going legit
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     (Noreaga)
  Now tell em to step up into the life of a gangster
  Cause there is a difference between me and the other rappers
  Other rappers talk about what their friends did
  And what their friends saw
  IM talking about what I did, and what I saw, smell me?
  So it go a little some like this, check it out
  Aha, yo, yo, yo..
  
  Verse 1: Noreaga
  
  Yo if I had my choice I woulda been rhyme
  I woulda been told niggaz that I coulda shine
  A Yo Boricua, Pueto Rica, 100 miles IM running
  IM just a nigga for life, straight from, Iraq, just living my life
  No tattle tell, he did it, she did it
  Why u snitch on grown men, and snitch on kids
  Yo my ice go, platinum grenade for show
  Tell what? Go tell your little stink ass hoe
  So what I got Dou, she ain't going get nothing Dou
  I rock the Shirlock home brand, made with Timberlands
  Cars ain't nothing now, straight fronting now
  I crash one get another one fuck it now
  Spanish (ten cuidao te dejo plotao)(degracio, degracio)
  What, (que que que que) what...
  
  Chorus (repeat 2x)
  
  Who woulda thought this n-o-r making these hits
  Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making it rich
  Who woulda thought this; always in and out some shit
  Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making legit
  
  Verse 2: Noreaga
  
  A Yo the movie called thugged out
  End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out
  You live a day in my life and just buggout
  I used to live in 5e by the drug house
  It was a reign and we all got paid
  Cause when the crack house closed
  Yo you open your stage, yellow
  Bags and green tops, I got mean rocks
  Selling crack buying out all the weed spots
  I had doe but I still was mad
  Back then, national, Willie was my cab
  I was hated in the hood Yo by all the mothers
  I used to, deliver food Yo my six brothers
  Robbing Chinese food man, me and my crew and
  Raster boys saying u,s a rude men, I grew up foul
  But now ill improved that, did it for my daughter
  And my little man...
  
  Chorus (repeat 2x)
  
  A Yo I came up, what what, making it happen
  For rapping in the corner the posy we going platinum
  Niggaz doubting me duo, cause I was Latin
  A nigga Rican speaking for all my Puerto Ricans
  Dominicano, Peruvian, and Chicano
  We in the same boat, a Yo we all sell the same coke
  Getting bag in the pins with the same coke
  I love my niggaz and my niggaz love me
  You get lock, and get bailed like 1-2-3
  Bartolina at the side Yo is your attorney
  Clap niggaz clap, clap (clap) Yo case dismissed
  Tell the judge kiss your ass, dumb ass bitch
  Animal bud, animal thug, animal blood, Yo
  Show my niggaz like animal love..
  
  Chorus (repeat 2x)
  
  Who woulda thought that shit uh?
  Spanish (maricone tan frontiando como si hicieron algo
  En su vida, nunca hicieron mierda, por mi mai que lo odio
  Te lo juro pai, hijo e gran puta, sopla pipi chupa panti
  Que se vallan par carajo, jala lo parta la madre de lo tomate
  Sinverguensa.. He he he he
  Que? Que? Que? Que?
  

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