Bleeding from the mouth

Trackmasters Nigga

L.O.X, CNN

[Capone]

I been through, runnin' from cops, eatin' beef on the corner

Been through cold cells, thug in the bench, the rap performer

I been put the Mack upon ya, look faggot

Turn around to shshshsh, to shoot faggots

I been a star since Pat Benetar

CNN, Lox the type of shit that have you fleein' a rock

I been put the key in a lock

Who got a song, hot a Capone

And Nore copped the Benz, first day home

I been beatin' niggaz up, been spittin' on hoes

Thinkin' they too good for hood niggaz

Been in my zone

Been the champ since Larry Holmes, Spinks had teeth

And in a forbuilding,

been had 'em reppin' the street

Caught 'em wide over Y.O, first felony

Solo Eightball and MJG

What is you tellin' me

[Noreaga]

Yo, yo

I got guns, guns

Mad fuckin' guns, ha

I had them hundreds when you had them little ones, ha

But fuck that, live niggaz, In rap

And you can catch me with a Teletubbie

Holdin' my gat

Yo, I'm a soldier, what

You a soldier, Nigga infact

A wow, niggaz from suddenly just settin' a trap

I murder you, the niggaz fiend

Just fiend to attack

You shut the tunnel down twice like militant night

We at the club tonight, Nore yo

Please be nice

I buy the bar out

Crystal, no glass, no ice

I drink it straight from the bottle,

And I spit on a ho

Ayyo, you boned that bitch

Naw I pissed on a ho

Melvin Flynt, exclusive new shit

Yo, you better tell 'em you heard 'it on this Track

Masterz

[Chorus: Jadakiss] + (Noreaga)

Yo, yo,

You only need a gun and some crack to get you a stack

(L.O.X., CNN, Y.O. to Iraq)

Luxury cars, twenty thous, thugged out the bar

(House on the hill, and my niggaz blowin' for real)

Store in the hood, my niggas go to war and we good

We just thugged out hustlers, tourin' the hood

We the deepest niggaz out (the streetest niggaz out)

L.O.X. and CNN will leave you bleedin' from the mouth

[Jadakiss]

I learned at a young age

Not to ride with dummies

That won't die for they man

But 'ell die for money

[Styles Paniro]

And if the L.O.X. get rich

We goin' divide the money

Where we from we stay live

And survivin' hungry

[Jadakiss]

Don't pass me a blunt

But you can pass me a gun

[Styles Paniro]

And you can have that pretty bitch,

Right after I cum

[Jadakiss]

And you can front and keep your watch

We goin' puncture a lung

[Styles Paniro]

L.O.X. style

[Jadakiss]

Cocksucker

[Styles Paniro]

Dump and we run

[Jadakiss]

All our dogs up in the slums

[Styles Paniro]

Humpin' they chums

[Jadakiss]

Holdin' they pits

[Styles Paniro]

Lightin' blunts

Loadin' they shit

[Jadakiss]

And niggaz can't understand,

that we married the street

And when we felt like we were cheatin'

We ain't carryin' our heat

[Styles Paniro]

And we don't like holdin' nothing

But we carry a beef

Hopin' ya family stay strong

[Jadakiss]

Then they can carry the grief

You break bread with a thief

[Styles Paniro]

And then you scarry to sleep

[Jadakiss]

And we ain't tryin' to bury you

[Styles Paniro & Jadakiss]

We tryin' to bury a jeep

Chorus:

Outro:

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