Trackmasters Nigga
L.O.X, CNN

[Capone]
I been through,
Runnin' from cops,
Eatin' beef on the corner
Been through cold cells

Thug in the bench,
'Til that was former
I been put the Mack upon ya
Look fagot

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

[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
Ah-yo, 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]
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

[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 divide 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]
What
What
What, what, what
What
What
What, what, what

Copyright: Cloud9, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): AL HOLLYWOOD WEST, DAVID STYLES, JASON PHILLIPS, JEAN CLAUDE OLIVIER, KIAM HOLLEY, SAMUEL BARNES, VICTOR SANTIAGO