CAPONE-N-NOREAGA - Stick You lyrics

[Tragedy Khadafi] A 41 trial to the U.S.A. building in Iraq

my crew bust back with cap peeling

your crew dealing in a box with no feeling

informer type thats what you get for squealing

it's the money or the morgue son ready to die

black Infiniti yo pack the coke guy

the co connect don't trust us he wanna touch us

the car rust tell 'em scoop me in the Lexus

it's all good, in the hood, nobody know shhh

infrared, off the roof, some ol' scope shhh

CNN, desert men, holding the chrome with gorilla grip

sing sing, straight convict

strap the door, C-4, detonating shhh

blow the spot, don't give a fuck who you go and get me

with the ya-o

and the cash is in the stash, drip his tommy jaws

check the crack of his ass

[Noreaga] Yo, on some homo shhh

[Tradegy Khadafi] Naw kid, we on some real shit

since we here, we might as well get all of it

its sha allah allah who act bar

sub-order, CNN, desert men supreme order

[Capone] a kassi, three and a quarter, aero nazi

me and shorty from the mecca, having a session

play the sharp bar, sipping on french connection

on the rock, son, hit me on the box

time to hit the spot, regulate the whole fucking block

[Tradegy Khadafi] grab the gray tape, gag his mouth, leave him

for the rats

stuck him for the ya-o couldn't get the money back

[Capone] So where you at?

[Tradegy Khadafi] Meet me uptown, by the polo ground

strapped with the vest, plus i got the 4-pound

tilt the duece, bring the A K, so yall can hold me down

[Capone] Aight Kiko, I'ma meet you in a hour, keep the free power

close

gotta get dun, and we ghost

met pappy in Iraq, then winged by the back

opened up the trunk, and threw in the big gat

took off, threw the skully mask over the dome

we war prone, desert men tactics all shown

met on 152, now we figure,

looking for that rich dominican with that gold act vigger

chico, he got ponico, little do he know

we sticking him for all of his dough

[Tradegy Khadafi] Chorus 2x: This ain't your oridinary shhh

thug shhh, that you used to, Q.U.

[Noreaga] we stick you, we supposed to

[Noreaga] Yo, for years I been buying my coke from the same cat

gherri curl nigga, dominican nigga who look black

as I think back, transform coke to crack

yo amigo, hey manwigo, that got benito

son I know the spot, like the back of my hand

networked the plan, we sticking him and his man

working zip-lock, cop the lock, flee the spot

grab the knot, national, tell willy come and get me on 160

I got three people with me, with trenches,

we uptown waiting on the benches

the cab taking long, dominican's coming strong

claiming that it's on, from dusk til dawn

we right across the street, they don't see us

ay yo, our cuban disguise got us looking like we Jesus

It's allah, we flee the spot mega far

jump up in willy car, and scream "uh hum dude" i laugh

25 people lost sleep, the other 25 lost heat

snitching, and gave up lois, and said it wasn't worth it

the CNN drug circuit, blind fold

pass the gray tape, regulate, cowboy rope strapped

to the chair, stay there, he just a power ranger

insist on me causing danger

Noreaga, treat that ass like a stranger

Chorus