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Capone-N-Noreaga generated a strong buzz within hip-hop's underground circuit with their first album THE WAR REPORT, ... See Full Description
   
Capone-N-Noreaga Phonetime Lyrics
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 1 Intro: Change Is Gonna Come
 2 Phonetime Skit
 3 Phonetime
 4 Queens
 5 Invincible Lyrics
 6 Bang Bang Lyrics
 7 Gangsta Skit Lyrics

Capone-N-Noreaga Phonetime Lyrics
 8 Y'all Don't Wanna Lyrics
 9 Shows! (Interlude)
10 Straight Like That Lyrics
11 All We Got Is Us Lyrics
12 Brothers Lyrics
13 B Ez Lyrics
14 Gunz in Da Air Lyrics
15 Wet Willie Skit

Capone-N-Noreaga Phonetime Lyrics
16 Full Steezy Lyrics
17 Queens Finest Lyrics
18 You Can't Kill Me Lyrics
19 Don't Know Nobody Lyrics


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Phonetime Lyrics by Capone-N-Noreaga

[Noreaga], {Capone}
Son I zone, my gun is never on safety
I copped 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 yeah, while I'm home you like livin abroad
I heard those crackers 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 give me head
{You's a funny nigga, I just saw Kai in the yard
He said holla, when you getta chance, scribe the God
Tell Kai I said what up, and his sister is grown
I copped the four-fifth auto, it's pretty with chrome
{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 Coliseum, just coppin new kicks
{I hit the law library, hope to come home soon}
I just finished up the album, fin' ta drop in June
{Yeah, yeah, yeah}

{My little dun gangstas, caught in blood beef with 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 tryin to get released
Around my born day, but a nigga keep in beef wit da beast}
Fuck the police, cause all of dem niggas is fake
Don't lose your C.R., son you'll get your open date
{Dun, I'ma see ya 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 carton and kicks
Good lookin for the bitches butt-naked and the flicks}
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 Coliseum, just coppin new kicks
{I hit the law library, hope to come home soon}
I just finished up the album, fin' ta drop in 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 for they seeds
I ...
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