Closer (sam Sneed Version) - Capone N Noreaga

featuring Smoke from Complexion 

(Noreaga) 
Word up dun 
Aight one time... do it like that one time I'm sayin' 
No executes... no executes 

Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route 
More [chickens] to doubt more money to count 
Yo my Swiss account with more cheese amount 
It's still piling and still gettin' calls from the island 
Still do the things I do when I was wildin' 
Tryin' to go from penny loafers to mink sofas 
Spend a week with dime [chickens] as freaks 
Body so bangin' I call they [tits] Santy 
Ask [chicks] scream loud like Sam beats 
I wanna be under the seats in our streets 
Last year around the time this year 
If I would of got locked 
Yo I wouldn't even get it but now I got this rap thing 
No more hustlin' at age ten my team played to win 
Reach under the car seat nobody understandin' 
Yo the black struggle gotta hustle to hustle 
And once you get muscle nobody trust you 
Tryin' to be like Goldy in the Shaft days 
These lasts days comin' up 
Yo these little [niggas] comin' up 
Hear they're gun talk ready to buck 
Not thinkin' 
Black on black crime yo it's swine you're both stinkin' 
Pretty Ake yo Stan to Marley yo it's poppie offically 
Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this tune 

(Smoke from Complexion) 
You say you never leave the thugs alone, 
You wanna be wit Nore or Capone 
You say you like the way he holds his crone, 
But you wouldn't leave him lonely 

You said you'd never waited 2-5 shine, 
But you wanna be his wife and push his ride 
Stand by his side and beat this time, 
But shorty you should hold him closely