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| INDESTREETS: Cappadonna |
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Well yall already know of the Wu Tang Clan and of
the one called Cappadonna. I met him in the
streets of Boston and here's the interview. For
more info check his mypacepage or hit him up at:
www.thebetterlifemovement.com
Tags : Wu Tang Clan Cappadonna Ras Maga Man INDE STREETS RAP |
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Affichage : 4916
Durée : 491 s |
| CappaDonna - Run Hard... |
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Lyrics..
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night
at the drug site we hung tight
three o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty
kicks
money gets low in the street yo
tough times nickles thats bigger than dimes
you know the flavor
ruffneck city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin
pretty
New York be poppin the cork on crime look at the
nine
summertime in the court house ??? shit whats mine
two to four three to nine benatoned it what
we all ran coke grams, you outta luck
young bucks carrying gats, stay fat for what
we all slipped through the po-nig nobody bust
freeze, we in the breeze with the blunts
nobody drop the trees or they fronts
meet on the roof look off the front play low
watch out for po-po thats how it go
three in the whip, we not lagit though, run for
the gusto
peep Marcel and Brown comin around dippin the logo
run! if you ever got somethin on you son
you best a run, be off the set, bounce on the
projects
cease another vick, weed in your piss and parol
gotsta have it
slide like a rabbit move quick this is it
hang jump from the fire escape, I made it
drop the clip fingerprints all on it, ah fuck the
bulets
I'm losin my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed
in my travel
dance on em, in a fucked up whip, make my heart
skip
caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the
outfit
one twentieth tried to knock my whole click
run! these black boys that take none
don't cop out shit, take the three six and add
that shit
run!... if you ever pack a nice size gun
run!... if you sell drugs to your dun
run!... be the fuck out word god run hard
Beetween two cars we park, pepper got sparked
in the dark heads scramble at the six ooh
spys lookin at you one two lookin too
how you roll what you stole let me see you
nah fuck you, if you wasn't a cop I might bust
you, I don't trust you
coppers lust over my crew, forget a curfew
we gather in the plaza to jerk through
three sixty with the crime waves modern day slave
first one to peel, it's not real
plant that as a matter of fact we crack em down
us against brown,run fast like you ran track
never look back push the Acc on the sidewalk
crash, toss the heat and tear ass
zig zag till you reach your stash
run!...if you sell drugs to your dun
run!...be the fuck out word to god run hard
me and the god back to back one eighty five
and the four five survive that shit
niggas came even though I seen you rollin there
bowlin in green kid
this cream'll get you rocked, knocked if you don't
run
don't grab my jacket dun get the fuck off, break
north
or go to jail, word life is trife, on the block
it's too hot
you got my man shot, nigga run
we wylin on Staten Island it's one thing bein in
the bing
and not smilin on the gate it's too late
fate held you over, jakes runnin for snakes
the white rover, with the plates burn down Gee
street
comin from outta state, see me in the drivers seat
coolin without the I.D., it's not me
babylon to the god, D-I-V-I-N-E
Run!...if you sell drugs to the dun
Run!...be the fuck out, word to god run hard
Tags : cappadonna cappadona raekwon wutang wutangcaln |
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Affichage : 17788
Durée : 236 s |
| Ghostface Killah - Camay (Featuring Raekwon & Cappadonna) |
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From Ironman.
[Raekwon] (Teddy Pendergrass sample):
(Love was never born to say goodbye)
What's happenin
(Goodbye love was never born to say goodbye)
What's happenin
Yo, yeah! smokin
(Just another helpless)
Yeah! we gonna be smokin
This is hit
Just playin
(Fool in love is what I am
Just another date)
Another chamber baby
Slide job in
You know how we do!
[Raekwon]
What's the deal Goldilocks?
Ain't nuthin', I'm just hibernatin'
Love that what, pull me some Scotch and cold
Grevassia
No doubt, have a chair, boo let's get to polly and
Who you with? Me and Molly and some chick from
Yugoslavian
What fabric is that?
It's only golden Rayon, lipstick crayon
Fly, Veron ice spray on
I'm gettin tipsy, I hope she read cocks like a
gypsy
Transportin bricks, steal in many fifties
Fuck negotiatin', Miss you with me, is you
waitin'?
Sweet as carrot cake, fakin' plus you don't eat
turkey bacon
I don't get down like that
I don't get down neither, Cuban Linx skeezer
Why you actin' like a rap Caesar
I'm like the jury exchanged plus arranged
Nigga you small change, I only fuck for figaro
chains
Analyzin Miss Clairor
Finis down, mascara on
Assistant manager in Paragon
[Teddy Pendergrass sample]
Same...
Goodbye love was never born to say....
Goodbye love was never born to say...
[Cappadonna]
Socializin, vibin with my eyes on Dye
Cheat this book cover lady that be blowin up the
spot
While my heart is racin' like the hands on a clock
I step live, I think she see me puttin out the pot
Peace Dye, I'm so happy to see you at the
rendezvous
How's life today? Your hands are softer than camay
too
Your hair do way more class than Halle Berry
Corp visions of me and you ridin' on a ferry
Plus you daughter Kiki talk to my man Merry
I order me a Sex on the beach with the cherry
I order her a Minideon ice, sounds nice
She elegant, pretty eyes, glasses, intelligent
Whispered in my ear that she's celibate
Whispered back to her hear we don't have to go
there
As I grab the hand set her politely in a chair
As we stopped to stare at one another
Black sister, the brother
I'm thinkin all the time how she could be my lover
[Teddy Pendergrass sample]
Just another helpless
Fool in love is what I am
Love was never born to say
Goodbye love was never born to say
Goodbye just another helpless
Fool in love is what I...
[Ghostface Killah]
What's happenin' brown sugar?
Say you look so good today
Ankle bracelet wrapped around your leg
Here have a seat, complementary drinks is on me
Bartender, 'Chevalier Chateaux at table three'
Luxurious rings, eyes sparkling
What's your name sugar?
Why need to cash hawk things?
Your complexion gives a reflexion off
Sometimes a black woman just need to be loved
Quiet and shy, baby girl my gift got you high
Made you wanna hit me with the keys of that five
Just jokin baby, I have a sharp sense of humor!
Wish I woulda bumped into your frame a lot sooner
What's your physical degree? Thirty-one?
Thirty-three?
Half Hawaiian with a slight touch of Chinese
Seen you workin at a law firm on Fifth Avenue
Three blocks from the Gucci spot is where I
trapped you
Yo, I'm all into older woman who's happy livin
Love kids and keep all up in this in the crib and
I'm not afraid to die I flee to God on your side
We holdin hands until death do us apart and then
we slide
Earring on the left side and your nose love my
combo
Should have left my wiz a thousand times maybe
tonight though
But you sexy mothafucka, DAMN what's the recipe?
You make a nigga wanna GOD DAMN
Can you cook, darling? At the stove you revolvin?
Bake macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starvin
Here take my number, let me pull a chair for you
under
I had fun plus your backyard speak with thunder
Tags : Ghostface Killah Camay Raekwon Cappadonna Wu-Tang Clan RZA Ironman |
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Affichage : 2610
Durée : 270 s |
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