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Parole Violaters
Capone N Noreaga

Date Added: 2004-12-21 10:55:07

[featuring havoc tradegy khadafi]
[havoc] chorus: yo parole violating fugitives on the run son
Live by the gun son die by the gun son
We can make it happen if we want to
Jakes'll get that ass quick if they really want you.
[noreaga] capone you stay on street and keep the cipher complete
2 5 circle caught you snitching now we hurt you
Fake scarface coming out your mouth all loose
He think he thugging it, ice mugging it
Cuz he drugging it, my rap loop, i still shoot
Ask iraq (lefrak), you better bust back,
Keep it like that, real phat
My life revolve around gat, the heat is god
Guard me, like bodyguard, tnt, espn, cnn
We's bring 10, stick em up and break wind
Cyon, little wyon, he up in trion
Probably see ru, run through, your guard you
I got guard too, for him and you
Great take, leave his mouth taped
Eliminate, news on bet, got pictures of me
Killer ki, the f.b.i. scanned the blocks
Use photography, when me and my team out the country
Kilargo, took the cargo, back to vehardo
Mpr, kid i came home on my c r,
Crisis, 2 5 too, you rock ices,
Castro castrate, put the boogey out in his face
Leave him scraped, you fake nigga move fake
And lefrak we regulate...what, what, what, buck, what
[havoc] chorus
[tradegy khadafi] khadafi l-i-c, that ol' fly shit
Coming from the bridge, kuwait, do or die shit
Jose lois and iraq recognize it,
You get laced before the jakes realize it
Guerrila form all in your dome
Don't be surprised, kid, we trick
Go at a snitch like your man did
War report, cut ya life short
Bierut niggas ain't ready for blood sport
Yo we massed up, pointing the heat
Duct taping 'em, gagging mouth so she can't scream
Star???, camcorder, you won't miss it cuz we taping or?????
Fed ex, you got the tape next day in the mail
Now you organize your team with gats, ready to bail
But you 180, my reaction is 360
You ass-betting, know where i'll be
So come get me, khadafi, gun-play
Arti clay, use illegal aid
Try to go to trial with the da
What!


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