Capone-N-Noreaga - Y’all Don’t Wanna (Official Music Video)

Download/Stream: ************************************ Tommy Boy Records is a legendary Hip Hop & Electronic record label founded in New York City in 1981. The label is credited with launching the careers of notable legends Queen Latifah, House of Pain, Coolio and Naughty By Nature. ************************************ Follow Tommy Boy Records: Subscribe to the mailing list: Shop: ************************************ Lyrics: Yeah, Why they don’t get a nigga like me To sing the national anthem or nothing? It’s nothin! Nokio! (Flame, Nokio) Nokio give us a beat baby, some gangster shit yo! CNN, the best group that ever lived Best blowing fucking group that ever lived in rap Hundred percent real stories, we speak truth Yo, tell ’em how your life is son How your life is yo? My life is nothin’ like a sitcom, you see I sip Dom I rock Jor-dan’s, and can’t stand Pip-pen’s Bases loaded, coach want me to bunt But I’ma go for the homer and cock the pump I was the kid in the hood your moms ain’t want you with Now I’m rich, tell your moms one-two click Since a young one, I love heaven and love hell Escobar style, I’ll build my own jail The America’s, America’s, favorite thug To sell cocaine, America’s, favorite drugs Me and ’Pone like the military, we train niggas And the hoes don’t fuck, they just brain niggas CNN, focus on us, we coco-nuts We throw our gang signs up, with us Set up a congregation, so I can orally speak I orally, have sex cause my aura is deep, it go Y’all don’t want to fuck with us CNN out for them pesos Y’all don’t want to bust with us Niggas better move when we say so What’s this I hear? CNN ain’t real? What’s this I hear? CNN is wack? What’s this I hear? CNN won’t kill? Now what’s this I hear? CNN ain’t back?! Yo, I give you every part of my life, to my paralyzed (?) To the foul death of my moms, the slug and the length of my arm I’m “The Answer“ like Allen I. Who runs sick like cancer on the Island, I I’m the first that ever loc’ed on a Nok’ track CNN back, like number five Jordan’s purple and black We spazzed on purpose, fuck trying to sit in a cat’ I erase drama and talk, memories in my rap It’s kinda hard to rap on radio while I sit in the box All I could think was money, send a few flicks to my pops I give the street life my all, stripes and scars Nights was hard, felt I had a right to rob Now I spit righteous bars, FUCK living like the stars Give me a hood crib and a Chrysler Dodge Cause I’m just like why y’all, my kicks scuff like why y’all I still get harassed and searched up like why y’all Yo, imagine us cowards You still live with mommy, still get allowance I chase Henny, bubbling ounces I returned off a short stretch, stuck in the mountains What’s this I hear huh? This is my year Pone shit kosher you think not? I give you my ear Now listen closer I was born, and I’ma die here Listen soldier, I rap and keep one in the holster Nigga you front, and I’ma pop one in your shoulder Yo raise the partition, cock guns with ammunition Knock you out position, and have your little hoe missing Niggas get locked up, I spread my love Yo they leave God-Body but they come home Blood Balloon bags full of weed, yo I send you those And it’s all about my niggas, won’t mention hoes Keep it tight on all four corners, warrant search Po’-po’ and C.O.’s they all get merked, it go Yo, imagine us cowards You still live with mommy, still get allowance I chase Henny, bubbling ounces I returned off a short stretch, stuck in the mountains What’s this I hear huh? This is my year Pone shit kosher you think not? I give you my ear Now listen closer I was born, and I’ma die here Listen soldier, I rap and keep one in the holster Nigga you front, and I’ma pop one in your shoulder Yo, imagine us cowards You still live with mommy, still get allowance I chase Henny, bubbling ounces I returned off a short stretch, stuck in the mountains What’s this I hear huh? This is my year Pone shit kosher you think not? I give you my ear Now listen closer I was born, and I’ma die here Listen soldier, I rap and keep one in the holster Nigga you front, and I’ma pop one in your shoulder Yeah, it’s like this Collaboration, CNN gangsta shit With my nigga Nokio on the beats On the boards, fucking shit up why y’all, yeah He on the boards, fucking shit up why y’all Huh, a hit record, got a hit record, written all over the track Hey yo, it got a hit record all over the track Yeah hit record, written all over the track #TommyBoyRecords #CaponeNNoreaga #HipHop50