[noreaga], {capone}
son, i´m zone, my gun is never on safety
i cop the new jordan´s, the white ones wit skate key
{me, i´m just chillin pop, serving my time
got my greens on, these faggots ain´t deservin a shine}
and yea, while i´m home you like livin the brod
i heard those crackas dissed you, smack you at the board
{when twenty-four, they did the same to norman and lord
heard you cop the silver gs, my nigga you scored}
yea, it´s nuthin, cause i´m gettin bread
crack is dead, bitches wanna givin me hed
{you´s a funny nigga, i just saw kai in the yard
he said holla, when you getta chance, just grab the guard
tell kai i said what up, and his sister is grown
i cop the four-fifth odo, it´s pretty wit crome
{the day i come home, i need a mink and a brand new mac
a few jump offs, some dom´s, some beer, and the crack}

i´m outside on the streets, just holdin it down
{i´m in jail pumpin iron, son, and readin books}
i´m in the studio, droppin sixteen´s wit hooks
{i´m in the yard in the cypha, just smokin my sticks}
i´m in queens, colissuem just coppin you hits
{i´m in the law library, hope to come home soon}
i just finished up the album, feelin droppin june
{yeah, yeah, yeah}

{me little young gains is caught in blood beef wit the kings
you know jarome brotha, my dun i used to creep wit in queens}
and dat´s my dun too, so i´ma find out now
and have my dogs on the island, just get on the prawl
{on the other side of things, i´m tried ta get released
around my born day, but a nigga keepin beef wit me}
fuck the police, cause all of dem niggas is fake
don´t let em y´all, son you´ll get your open date
{dun, i´m here regardless,
cause i got two violent felony charges}
and you know your appeal is progress
{you´re my dog, dun}
and we gon keep this tight
i keep your commisary phat, i´ma keep you right
{i got the chronic stashed in a coffee cup in the case
good lookin for the bitches, butt-naked in a flick}
and you ain´t gotta thank me, real niggas do real things
i keep freak hoes, they really do ill things

i´m outside on the streets, just holdin it down
{i´m in jail pumpin iron, son, and readin books}
i´m in the studio, droppin sixteen´s wit hooks
{i´m in the yard in the cypha, just smokin my sticks}
i´m in queens, colissuem just coppin you hits
{i´m in the law library, hope to come home soon}
i just finished up the album, feelin droppin june
{yeah, yeah, yeah}

i used to be ugly, now these bitches is medusa
and guess what? i made you executive producer
some extra g´s, so when you come home you breathe
{they won´t believe to see me come home to a v
pigs pressin me, want autographs when they see
i gotta c.o. thinkin that we gon fuck when i leave}
yo nigga think about this money, fuck them hoes
we gonna throw a pounda weed out, at one the shows
spread it out, in the crowd, see them niggas get wild
capone home, niggas still diggin our style
{shit is foul, how these crackers tryin to keep me confined?
i gotta visit last week and saw gremlin divine}
meet timbo and ice, got bent and rolled dice
scooped, ridin loose, then we headed to post
and got some hydro-weed and we had our toast
{son there´s only one minute left
son there´s only one minute left, son i´m ghost}

i´m outside on the streets, just holdin it down
{i´m in jail pumpin iron, son, and readin books}
i´m in the studio, droppin sixteen´s wit hooks
{i´m in the yard in the cypha, just smokin my sticks}
i´m in queens, colissuem just coppin you hits
{i´m in the law library, hope toc ome home soon}
i just finished up the album, feelin droppin june
{yeah, yeah, yeah}

yo, i´m outside on the streets, just holdin it down
{i´m in jail pumpin iron, son, and readin books}
i´m in the studio, droppin sixteen´s wit hooks
{i´m in the yard in the cypha, just smokin my sticks}
i´m in queens, colissuem just coppin you hits
{i´m in the law library, hope to come home soon}
i just finished up the album, feelin droppin june
{yeah, yeah, yeah}