Bleeding From The Mouth Lyrics - Noreaga

Intro: 

Trackmasters nigga 

L.o.x, cnn 

Verse 1: 

[capone] 

I been through, 

Runnin' from cops, 

Eatin' beef on the corner 

Been through cold cells 

Thug in the bench, 

Till that was former 

I been put the mack upon ya 

Look faget 

Turn around to shshshsh, to shoot fagets 

I been a star 

Since pat benetar 

Cnn, lox the type of shit that have you fleein' a rock 

I been put the key in a lock 

Who got a song, hot a capone 

And nore got the benz, first day home 

I been beat niggas, piss spittin' on hoes 

Thinkin' they too good for hood niggas 

Been in my zone 

Been in chance since larry holmes (? ) 

And in a forthbuilding, 

Been had 'em rappin' the street 

Caught 'em wide over y.o, first felony 

So I ain't bought a m ching ching 

What is you tellin' me 

Verse 2: 

[noreaga] 

Yo, yo 

I got guns, guns 

Mad fuckin' guns, ha 

I had them hundreds when you had them little ones, ha 

But fuck that, live niggas, iraq 

And you can catch me with a teletubbie 

Holdin' my gat 

Yo, I'm a soldier, what 

You a soldier, nigga infect 

A wow, niggas from suddenly just settin' a trap 

I murder you, the niggas fiend 

Just fiend to attack 

You shut the tunnel down twice like militant nice 

We at the club tonight, nore yo 

Please be nice 

I bought the bar out 

Crystal, no glass, no ice 

I drink it straight from the bottle, 

When I spit on a ho 

Ayyo, you punked that bitch 

Now I piss on a ho 

Melvin flynt, exclusive new shit 

You better tell you heard 'em on this trackmas-shit 

Chorus: 

[jadakiss] 

Yo, yo, 

Nore keep the gunners in crack 

To get you in style 

[noreaga] 

L.o.x, cnn, y.o. to iraq 

[jadakiss] 

Luxury cars, twenty thous, 

Thugged out the bar 

[noreaga] 

House on the hill 

And my niggas flowin' for real 

[jadakiss] 

Star in the hood 

When niggas go to war we good 

We just thugged out hustlers 

It's on the hood 

We the deepest niggas out 

[noreaga] 

The streetest niggas out 

[jadakiss] 

L.o.x and cnn 

And leave you bleedin' from your mouth 

Verse 3: 

[jadakiss] 

I learned at a young age 

Not to ride with dummies 

I won't die for they man 

But I die for money 

[styles paniro] 

And if the lox get rich 

We gon devide the money 

Were we from we stay live 

And survivin' hungry 

[jadakiss] 

And don't pass me a blunt 

Cause you could pass me a gun 

[styles paniro] 

And you can have that pretty bitch, 

Right after I cum 

[jadakiss] 

And you can front and keep your watch 

We go punch your long 

[styles paniro] 

L.o.x style 

[jadakiss] 

Cocksucker 

[styles paniro] 

Dump and we run 

[jadakiss] 

All our dogs up in the slums 

[styles paniro] 

Pumpin' they jumps 

[jadakiss] 

Holdin' they pits 

[styles paniro] 

Lightin' blunts 

Loadin' they shit 

[jadakiss] 

And niggas can't understand, 

That we married the street 

And we felt like we were cheatin' 

We ain't carryin' our heat 

[styles paniro] 

And we don't like holdin' nothing 

But we carry a beat 

Hopin' them stay strong 

[jadakiss] 

And they can carry the grieve 

You break bread with a thief 

[styles paniro] 

And then you scarry to sleep 

[jadakiss] 

And we don't try to bury you 

[styles paniro & jadakiss] 

We try to bury a jeep 

Chorus: 

Outro: 

[noreaga] 

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What, what, what 

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