Y'all Don't Wanna Lyrics - The Reunion - Capone-n-noreaga

[Noreaga] 

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? 

[Noreaga] 

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 

[Chorus: Capone-N-Noreaga] 

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?! 

[Capone] 

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 

[Chorus] 

[Capone] 

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 

[Noreaga] 

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 

[Chorus: x2] 

[Noreaga] 

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