Straight Like That

<br>[Intro] <br>I`ll murder you...you...and you<br>Don`t give a fuck about you..you...<br><br>[Chorus 1]<br><br>[Capone]<br>It`s Thugged Out Entertainment nigga<br>[Final Chapter] <br>Straight like that<br>[Capone]<br>We cut, shoot, stab, sell crack<br>[Algado]<br>Straight like that<br>[Capone]<br>We eat, sleep, shit street life<br>[Algado]<br>Straight like that<br>[Capone]<br>We get knocked bail the same night<br>[Algado]<br>Straight like that<br><br>[Chorus 2]<br>We gettin bitches, bitches, money, money, basically<br>There ain`t no kissin, we just fuckin honeys, basically<br>You see y`all snitchin niggaz talkin funny, basically<br>Me and my niggaz is known to keep it ugly, basically<br><br>[Capone]<br>I`m off the ?yelzabob? i walk wit the mac in my sweats<br>Air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left<br>My chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarter<br>Beard 8 and a third, and my piece be Orca<br>There`s no need for peace offers, my niggas be shootin, we riot<br>We run the streets quiet, cuz the law`s biased<br>Skip the battles back in 86, now niggaz tattle, chop crazy bricks<br>Cop new kicks, quick to say they rich<br>Fantasize and flatten the hills, for niggaz in ghettos<br>Its crack, bullets that kill, dreams are fulfilled<br>Murders, ink in cold blood, holdin grudges for years<br>I keep two bitches, two hot biscuits, four dot sixes<br>The sorrow to swallow, I follow my motto<br>Squeeze first, since the day I slung, ready rockin a bottle<br>I stand and deliver like Edward Olmos, wet whatever<br>Respect whatever, I talk with a tech forever<br><br>[Algado]<br>Our show`s at your service on behalf of Final Chapter<br>? I`m not a rapper, quick to slap ya<br>Got scheme, its not a factor, we gotta shine first<br>Have `em coppin your album just for our verse<br>Straight like that, y`all better tell `em<br>I hope they don`t act like we won`t smack to back of their cerebellum<br>Oh and did I mention? if I feel tension<br>Get the full arm extension, get the whole block`s attention<br>I know you keep your life in your cash<br>Your cash in the stash, stash in the car, car in the lot<br>So when I blow up the lot ::BOOM:: your whole shit stop<br>Y`all rappers is backwards, make the game flip flop<br>I`ll take you to the spot with no witnesses and no cops<br>Better have your glock out and cocked, about to pop<br>To hustlers like Flynt, sellin cracks like Sprint<br>A dime a minute, now roll the dice, five in it<br><br>[Chorus 1 & 2] <br><br>[Final Chapter]<br>Aiyyo, aiyyo<br>I peeped your true colors while y`all niggaz was blinded<br>I been down and spit a pound before you knew I was rhymin<br>You know me, illest flow, ain`t no seconds for timing<br>My sixteens`ll rip through beats, cut deeper than diamonds<br>Make ya niggaz start to worry cuz my hood is dark and blurry<br>When shots flurry, niggaz point guard like Marbury<br>Ain`t no arguing, all my click`ll do is get the targeting<br>Final Chapter split pies in two, its half bargaining<br>I`ve seen you niggaz come up quick and then fall<br>I`ve seen you frontin for your broad like her pussy`s the bomb<br>Clowns findin their stash gone but my cash is long<br>So I`ma let y`all pass on, cuz you ass like a thong<br>My click is movin out, now is you rollin along?<br>Til I perish I`m spittin strong, it`s that shit that I`m on<br>Final Chapter`s comin at ya, now the drama is born<br>Settle in this street life from the hoods to the lord<br><br>[Noreaga]<br>Aiyyo I`m still ghetto, that`s why these niggaz love me<br>I`m still on the run eatin so I got chubby<br>I spaz up in the Tunnel, stab niggaz with pens<br>That`s why til this day they don`t let me in<br>I be in New York smokin LA weed<br>I hate a bitch named Pebbles like LA Reed<br>I dead niggaz like Pac and BIG, blocks to live<br>These niggaz can`t eat like hostages<br>Fuck Camry`s and fuck Honda Accords<br>I rob niggaz like the Crips at the Source Awards<br>And everything that went down was cool with me<br>As long as I came back with my jewelry<br>We had machine guns, I think we had two or three<br>And two or three limos, me and my nigga Timbo<br>For bitches that suck nuts and spit it out the window<br>You know my tempo, like Bloody Money 3<br><br>[Chorus 1 & 2]