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N.O.R.E, the movie, coming
(Timbaland, the fuck up)
Trying to be out in '98, you [unverified]
(I'm trying to this movie)
This the real
(Shut the up)
'98, ours

Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, or hail
I kick street tales, choking niggas I'm sprewell
Golden state, holding your fate in the of my hand
Blow you away like part of the plan

I gotta call it like I see it, talk it I be it
Walking my walk, out orthopedic
'Cause I'm to be up, give me room watch me heat up
try to stick me like Abdul Lerima, follow the leader

Make me go extra hard, yo Nore should I hold
Or show the repertoire, at 16
Or throw in bars just for the non-believers
I show them why it's so hard to us

I get pussy with my fathers
heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a buck 70
Catch me in y'all niggas never be
Packed in like bay, Harlem week to Queen's day

Performing acapella, no DJ, 98 live, no
Make it seem easy, so tell a to tell a friend
That them again, nature Norega, wild gremlins

Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks, pour on the fort lazura
Shark salad with cabbage, pork chops and sauce
connection, disrespect watch your body cave in
Pump the shotty guaging, hit the shorty while he training

I ain't playing, I'm truly the
Simply the first to get his body fully reversed
Uzi it hurts, leave you
I'ma a bubble-head, I never listen to my mother said

Ay yo, I niggas ransom for money
Like Johnny handsome been sonning niggas for so
I I got a grandson, my passion is money
A and a honey that won't ask questions but will blast anybody

That's my kind of girl, kinda of I want to live in
Not a cell or a or in hell's Armageddon
Just a little ghetto where my control the middle
We the riddles of life where others know only a little

Yo, yo been in rich places, sick
Seen my story on 6,666 pages, wages, I six aces
And at the dice games, I caught six cases
All over big faces, now it's laces

Ready to dig but the bang it ain't
Bitch spaces, loading up they rib cages
Cats like to rip
Bloody lip tastes but the Cam is in big

But I stay in import the pig
But the world know the girl
I fuck her off a furlough, be up, hook me up
All your sales could be luck, only question for ducks is

Baby girl, can we fuck? You the type that a wife
Thought L.O.X. y'all the key to life
Asshole, yo I don't play around, I lay it
Fuck around, I spray

Flick a biscuit, risk it
My ass, you can kick or it

Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough than
(Bust off)
And sit the hot dead on your lips
2 thirds of a brick
(Paniero and 'Kiss)

And kiss the crystal fluffy part in the
(Back of a whip)
(See the is to stash all)
And cash
(The so strong)

They gotta put it glass
Niggas try to me out
(Mope me out)
'Cause the rims on my new be poking out
(I'm to have no feelings, shit is deep)

Do they dance with the devil when they
(I up gripping the air, wishing the hit)
Shit that kick in ya ear when your soul be drifting in air
My is half-rotten when I spit it tears

That shit'll drop down my eye, I'm too to cry
(And I ain't never seen a nigga too live to die)
(They say you get you ask for)
So get it you asked for it

(If a ain't a thief)
Then he better have the cash for it and we
Be around ya body rot and if the feds bring us in
We get the same Gotti got

What, what, what,

Yo, yo, ay yo, there's two ways into the hood, one
The smoke chronic like straight to the brain
Ay yo, let's get loose, straight with tomato juice
Queens stallion, my guns, Italian

Now y'all niggas medallions
I play the hood, o-t with Tim Westwood
to be on section 8, now my section is good
Thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we

And I don't give a fuck what, yo, I my shit
And I give a fuck what, you can save your shit
Y'all niggas like skin on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny like Steve Harvey

Fronting live a weak army
I play the nice guy too, I'll wit you
But the realness, I got no love for you
why I never do a song with you

Not even if your mom fucked the crew
And promised to us head and swallow too
I say no, no is no, no can doe
Ya, niggas Hennessey, drinking my flow

Yo, thug shit thug shit, what,
the fuck is the deal? Thugged out entertainment
Untertainment, L.O.X., Squad
shit is fucking official