Stay Tuned - Capone N Noreaga

Uhh  yeah  uhh  uhh  uhh 
It's a Queens thing (uhh  uhh) 
Too fly  word up 
Khadafi  the next life  yeah  Thug Paradise 
No doubt  check me out  yeah  yeah 
Aiyyo Son let me let me put you on to what happened 
how it went down check it (tell me Son  word up) 
Yo  TV's in the headrest  Sega entertainment 
Pushed the Lex Land on the way to my arraignment 
D.A. got a witness  lawyer can't explain it 
Face the judge, on some money maintain shit 
Black Ceasar, hundred grand on the Visa 
Took the stand, suddenly, caught amnesia 
Found him in the warehouse, tied in the freezer 
That's the life of a thug when he hold heaters 
Willies, up North, turn to dick beaters 
Sendin flicks to any bitch that'll feed us 
360 ways with the shell-top Adidas 
The Black Jesus, Lebanon, remain calm 
Rock and stay green, sippin on Don 
Arabic link, Cartier on the arm 
Nigga fresh off work release, Hercules 
Nigga fuck the deez, we blazin trees 
Capone bag the keys, let's move like a gypsy 
It's hot out here, relocate to Poughkeepsie 
Feds play the roof in the hood try to hit me 
Snakes on the block wanna sip Mo' wit me 
The life of a thug wasn't made right 
When I die leave a bottle of Don, by the gravesite 
The tombstone let the record show I was sinnin 
Lay me in the earth with the Armani linen 
*chorus* 
All my convicts, livin on the edge of life 
Criminal type thugs who love to pull a heist 
We move sheist, livin in these days of trife 
Rockin four carat ice, in Thug Paradise 
Thug Paradise, yeah, yo, yo, yeah, yo 
In Thug Paradise 
One for the money, two for the villainous streets 
from Willies holdin millions, foreala with no feelin 
shit, my resident, Q-B settle