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Noreaga - Going Legit Lyrics



Noreaga - Going Legit Lyrics
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Now tell em to step up into the life of a gangster
'Cause there is a difference between me and the other rappers
Other rappers talk about what their friends did
And what their friends saw

I'm talking about what I did and what I saw smell me?
So it go a little some like this check it out
Aha yo yo yo

Yo if I had my choice I would of been rhyme
I would of been told niggas that I could of shine
A Yo Boricua, Pueto Rica, 100 miles I'm running
I'm just a nigga for life, straight from, Iraq, just living my life

No tattle tell, he did it, she did it
Why you snitch on grown men, and snitch on kids
Yo my ice go, platinum grenade for show
Tell what? Go tell your little stink ass hoe

So what I got Dou, she ain't going get nothing Dou
I rock the Shirlock home brand, made with Timberlands
Cars ain't nothing now, straight fronting now
I crash one get another one f*ck it now
Spanish (ten cuidao te dejo plotao)(degracio, degracio)
What, (que que que que) what

[x2]
Who would of thought this n-o-are making these hits
Who would of thought this, my niggas making it rich
Who would of thought this; always in and out some shit
Who would of thought this, my niggas making legit

A Yo the movie called thugged out
End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out
You live a day in my life and just buggout
I used to live in 5e by the drug house

It was a reign and we all got paid
'Cause when the crack house closed
Yo you open your stage, yellow
Bags and green tops, I got mean rocks

Selling crack buying out all the weed spots
I had doe but I still was mad
Back then, national, Willie was my cab
I was hated in the hood Yo by all the mothers

I used to, deliver food Yo my six brothers
Robbing Chinese food man, me and my crew and
Raster boys saying you,s a rude men, I grew up foul
But now ill improved that, did it for my daughter

And my little man

[x2]

A Yo I came up, what what, making it happen
For rapping in the corner the posy we going platinum
Niggas doubting me duo, cause I was Latin
A nigga Rican speaking for all my Puerto Ricans

Dominicano, Peruvian, and Chicano
We in the same boat, a Yo we all sell the same coke
Getting bag in the pins with the same coke
I love my niggaz and my niggas love me

You get lock, and get bailed like 1-2-3
Bartolina at the side Yo is your attorney
Clap niggaz clap, clap (clap) Yo case dismissed
Tell the judge kiss your ass, dumb ass bitch

Animal bud, animal thug, animal blood, Yo
Show my niggaz like animal love

[x2]

Who would of thought that shit uh?
Spanish (maricone tan frontiando como si hicieron algo
En su vida, nunca hicieron mierda, por mi mai que lo odio
Te lo juro pai, hijo e gran puta, sopla pipi chupa panti

Que se vallan par carajo, jala lo parta la madre de lo tomate
Sinverguensa He he he he
Que? Que? Que? Que?
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English

Now tell em to step up into the life of a gangster
'Cause there is a difference between me and the other rappers
Other rappers talk about what their friends did
And what their friends saw

I'm talking about what I did and what I saw smell me?
So it go a little some like this check it out
Aha yo yo yo

Yo if I had my choice I would of been rhyme
I would of been told niggas that I could of shine
A Yo Boricua, Pueto Rica, 100 miles I'm running
I'm just a nigga for life, straight from, Iraq, just living my life

No tattle tell, he did it, she did it
Why you snitch on grown men, and snitch on kids
Yo my ice go, platinum grenade for show
Tell what? Go tell your little stink ass hoe

So what I got Dou, she ain't going get nothing Dou
I rock the Shirlock home brand, made with Timberlands
Cars ain't nothing now, straight fronting now
I crash one get another one f*ck it now
Spanish (ten cuidao te dejo plotao)(degracio, degracio)
What, (que que que que) what

[x2]
Who would of thought this n-o-are making these hits
Who would of thought this, my niggas making it rich
Who would of thought this; always in and out some shit
Who would of thought this, my niggas making legit

A Yo the movie called thugged out
End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out
You live a day in my life and just buggout
I used to live in 5e by the drug house

It was a reign and we all got paid
'Cause when the crack house closed
Yo you open your stage, yellow
Bags and green tops, I got mean rocks

Selling crack buying out all the weed spots
I had doe but I still was mad
Back then, national, Willie was my cab
I was hated in the hood Yo by all the mothers

I used to, deliver food Yo my six brothers
Robbing Chinese food man, me and my crew and
Raster boys saying you,s a rude men, I grew up foul
But now ill improved that, did it for my daughter

And my little man

[x2]

A Yo I came up, what what, making it happen
For rapping in the corner the posy we going platinum
Niggas doubting me duo, cause I was Latin
A nigga Rican speaking for all my Puerto Ricans

Dominicano, Peruvian, and Chicano
We in the same boat, a Yo we all sell the same coke
Getting bag in the pins with the same coke
I love my niggaz and my niggas love me

You get lock, and get bailed like 1-2-3
Bartolina at the side Yo is your attorney
Clap niggaz clap, clap (clap) Yo case dismissed
Tell the judge kiss your ass, dumb ass bitch

Animal bud, animal thug, animal blood, Yo
Show my niggaz like animal love

[x2]

Who would of thought that shit uh?
Spanish (maricone tan frontiando como si hicieron algo
En su vida, nunca hicieron mierda, por mi mai que lo odio
Te lo juro pai, hijo e gran puta, sopla pipi chupa panti

Que se vallan par carajo, jala lo parta la madre de lo tomate
Sinverguensa He he he he
Que? Que? Que? Que?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: EDWIN ALMONTE, EDWIN A. ALMONTE, MUSA ABDULLAH, VICTOR SANTIAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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