Chitty Chitty Bang Bang – Capone – letras

[Intro: Raekwon]Yo ‘Pone what up?It’s Shallah, you know I came to see you, boyBoy-boy, the VaticanPain, Time, Roc 4 lid-Life (Nigga)Gorilla shit, what up?[Chorus 2X: Capone]Chitty chitty bang bangI’m on my grizzly for shizzyI pop that clizzy, let your muthafuckin’ brains hangChitty chitty bang bangYo, where that 50, who is he?Actin’ dizzy, nigga, watch me do my thang thang[Capone]Will I die before 50, tried to get my palms readI’m dead through the eyes of a gypsy, bloodshedSurvivors move wise through the cityWord to mother, only a few alive off of pityHigh ride, and a five palm clutched on a blinkyOther hand, pull up another dutch that I twizzySoaking a C.I., slow look out in the streetFew goons, singing the same tune walkers on the beatLittle niggaz that’s try’nna put Jordans on they feetO.G.’s that’s try’nna get to Portland, where’s it’s cheapI move with that Indian hustle in meThat fat cat, that world, that black jaded BentleyGot bucks, but I’mma trynna get « moore » like DemiTime’s up, don’t even try to duck the semi’Only cowards deal with lust and envy, greed and hateChitty chitty bang bang, I blast niggaz who fake[Chorus 2X][Raekwon]We hold fort, blowing holes in pussiesCome through the town and it’s onWatch me get the globe with crushed weedsAll my got it together, back the baddest bitchesAll my flowing with Jags, and got the rags stitchingPlay it for them niggaz in yards, the Gods come through in the nodShe’s reading the Korans, the ClarksmithsCan’t tell me nothing from nothingTouch a hair on me, and press a buttonMight throw you out of a lady jumpingYeah, we Niked up, piped upRepresenting ninety generals at one time, looking striped upDinner plates, nothing but salmons and handlers y’allInterstate, nothing but cameras and scanners, y’allSo when you see us, just believe usExtraordinary young men, walk through the town, fuck all the divasMe and ‘Pone, twin gambinos, out in RioWith them big elephant guns, and fly ‘Zito’s[Chorus 2X]