Reunion lyrics

Artist  : Noreaga 
Song : Reunion
 
[noreaga]
{*howling*} cnn (cnn!) cnn
The reunion man.. we back again man.. are y’all
ready man? 
Hahahahahaha, yo, yo

My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home
It’s mink coats and cristal, just ask capone
We play the game like mobsters, oliver stone
flicks
Based on a true story, it’s nore’
And all of my niggaz buck for me, the projects
love me
It feel good to have love in the hood
And I ain’t got to buy weed, cause my credit is
good
Machine gun lyrics, cn lift spirits
Puff more weed than dreads, hip-hop heads
Gotta, listen to this before they piss in they
beds
My mission instead, leave these niggaz missin and
dead
And leave em dumped in a river, buttnaked and
red
N.o., erase niggaz no pro-blemo
Keep a razor in my mouth - spit it out
And I never had to move nothin, I shit it out
And I still got it but I had to thug it out

Chorus: cnn (repeat 2x)

Yo, it’s like my mission just to live this way
I had to sell things, but I wanted to live each
day
The real people do real things
So why is real people still doin fake things? 
huhhh? 

[nore]	peace god
[cap]	whattup nigga? 
[nore]	i’m glad you home
So we could, take over the world, it’s ours to
own
[cap]	stars that bone from the ghetto, to cars
and homes
[nore]	laced out, jesus piece, ice the face out
[cap] my niggaz on the run they place out
Flee fiends with the cake mouth
Automatic guns, bullets spray out
[nore] lay out, what? 	gimme the cash and the
coke
Sometimes I got money, and I still feel broke
And sometimes I got reefer and I don’t even
smoke
[cap]	i don’t sleep, ninety-five percent of the
time I’m woke
The other 5 is when a nigga high, hear the thugs
cry
[nore] and me, I’m thugged out, I just sleep on
the floor
With the rats and the roaches, keepin it raw
[cap]	my heat is the fourth, while y’all niggaz
lean on the law
[nore]	peter pay paul, an outlaw, he stuck up the
mall
[cap]	i watch for the cops, still a thug after
the deal
Cnn gotta thug it for real

Chorus

[capone]
Thuggology’s the major, paper
Capone-n-noreaga teach ya, villainize your whole
nature
The law was built around capers since the years
of the west
And are you real or fake?  how many thugs hear
the question
Twenty grand on the lawyer, extra hundred for
bail
Next to death’s kiko, is goin to jail
Unassissted, I shivered and frail
My ice similar to hail yo, for the 85 that’s in
braille
I keep chanel on my hoes, crazy blowin the scale
Mad chickens for my thugs locked, low on the
mail
Yo it’s ’pone or it’s fonz, either pretty or
thug
Whichever way it’s called, in every city a slug
If I was dyin would a true fan give me they
blood
And would my man take the stand, lie in front of
the judge? 
My thesis, be one of a thug, prestigious
I rock fatigued up, down in cali khakis with the
creases

Chorus 2x

[noreaga and capone ad lib to fade]