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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
 IM 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..
  
 Verse 1: Noreaga
 
 Yo if I had my choice I woulda been rhyme
 I woulda been told niggaz that I coulda shine
 A Yo Boricua, Pueto Rica, 100 miles IM running 
 IM just a nigga for life, straight from, Iraq, just living my life
 No tattle tell, he did it, she did it
 Why u 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 fuck it now
 Spanish (ten cuidao te dejo plotao)(degracio, degracio)
 What, (que que que que) what...
 
 Chorus (repeat 2x)
 
 Who woulda thought this n-o-r making these hits 
 Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making it rich
 Who woulda thought this; always in and out some shit
 Who woulda thought this, my niggaz making legit
 
 Verse 2: Noreaga
 
 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 u,s a rude men, I grew up foul
 But now ill improved that, did it for my daughter 
 And my little man... 
 
 Chorus (repeat 2x)
 
 A Yo I came up, what what, making it happen
 For rapping in the corner the posy we going platinum
 Niggaz 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 niggaz 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..
 
 Chorus (repeat 2x)
 
 Who woulda 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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