| Song | Blood Money, Pt. 3 |
| Artist | Noreaga |
| Album | Melvin Flynt - Da Hustler |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dunford, Porter, Santiago ... | |
| (Capone) | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| (Noreaga) | |
| Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed | |
| L.A., L.A. - when y'all ******s first heard me | |
| I was starving on the train just selling my caine | |
| Fast forward to '99, it's still the same | |
| But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par | |
| Only stay in hotels that be five-star | |
| Queens - Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and Escobar | |
| Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me | |
| No disrespect but Queens got this *******t locked D | |
| Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me | |
| You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow | |
| Eat some bubble-gum ****** and yell "Geronimo" | |
| All my *******og thugs and my digital thugs | |
| For my people that be rowdy wit ****** in the clubs | |
| For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips | |
| For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits | |
| And to the ******s on the block that, rock my *******t | |
| To the crackhead, waking up the cops and *******t | |
| For all the liquor stores, that ain't no good | |
| To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood | |
| For all my people on welfare, don't even care | |
| For all them people gettin money, livin in Bel-Air | |
| (Capone) | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| (Noreaga) | |
| Yo, time zone, got blown, madi gon | |
| My ******s get high and still fall in the zone | |
| ******es, callin me up and hanging up | |
| I ain't a playa, so why y'all hoes playin games? | |
| I'm a hustla, and I even hustle the same | |
| I got hoes fooled thinkin I love em, when I don't love em | |
| And once I get the ass yo you know I'ma thug em | |
| Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit em wit bread | |
| I'm a millionaire ******, I could trick instead | |
| Of you lookin foul and you ****** wit me | |
| N.O.R.E., thuggish ****** out here B | |
| Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three | |
| Classical song, certified, Desert Storm | |
| For my ******s always there when I perform | |
| And scream "What what," when I scream "What what" | |
| Straight wildin, in Superthug and they all be stuck | |
| Have y'all ******s ready to fight, hoes ready to ****** | |
| (Capone) | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the ****** spots, ******s know I'm known to cop | |
| All the good *******t, you smell me ******? | |
| I'm on some hood *******t |
| zuo ci : Dunford, Porter, Santiago ... | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| Noreaga | |
| Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed | |
| L. A., L. A. when y' all s first heard me | |
| I was starving on the train just selling my caine | |
| Fast forward to ' 99, it' s still the same | |
| But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par | |
| Only stay in hotels that be fivestar | |
| Queens Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and Escobar | |
| Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me | |
| No disrespect but Queens got this t locked D | |
| Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me | |
| You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow | |
| Eat some bubblegum and yell " Geronimo" | |
| All my og thugs and my digital thugs | |
| For my people that be rowdy wit in the clubs | |
| For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips | |
| For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits | |
| And to the s on the block that, rock my t | |
| To the crackhead, waking up the cops and t | |
| For all the liquor stores, that ain' t no good | |
| To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood | |
| For all my people on welfare, don' t even care | |
| For all them people gettin money, livin in BelAir | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| Noreaga | |
| Yo, time zone, got blown, madi gon | |
| My s get high and still fall in the zone | |
| es, callin me up and hanging up | |
| I ain' t a playa, so why y' all hoes playin games? | |
| I' m a hustla, and I even hustle the same | |
| I got hoes fooled thinkin I love em, when I don' t love em | |
| And once I get the ass yo you know I' ma thug em | |
| Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit em wit bread | |
| I' m a millionaire , I could trick instead | |
| Of you lookin foul and you wit me | |
| N. O. R. E., thuggish out here B | |
| Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three | |
| Classical song, certified, Desert Storm | |
| For my s always there when I perform | |
| And scream " What what," when I scream " What what" | |
| Straight wildin, in Superthug and they all be stuck | |
| Have y' all s ready to fight, hoes ready to | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t |
| zuò cí : Dunford, Porter, Santiago ... | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| Noreaga | |
| Bring it back to the essence when I first rhymed | |
| L. A., L. A. when y' all s first heard me | |
| I was starving on the train just selling my caine | |
| Fast forward to ' 99, it' s still the same | |
| But now I got a car keep my rims, up to par | |
| Only stay in hotels that be fivestar | |
| Queens Akineyle, Mobb Deep, and Escobar | |
| Lost Boyz, Run DMC, Pone and me | |
| No disrespect but Queens got this t locked D | |
| Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me | |
| You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow | |
| Eat some bubblegum and yell " Geronimo" | |
| All my og thugs and my digital thugs | |
| For my people that be rowdy wit in the clubs | |
| For my knives and four fifths, Bloods and Crips | |
| For my people who smoke Phillies, and knows it splits | |
| And to the s on the block that, rock my t | |
| To the crackhead, waking up the cops and t | |
| For all the liquor stores, that ain' t no good | |
| To all the stocked ones everywhere that be in the hood | |
| For all my people on welfare, don' t even care | |
| For all them people gettin money, livin in BelAir | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| Noreaga | |
| Yo, time zone, got blown, madi gon | |
| My s get high and still fall in the zone | |
| es, callin me up and hanging up | |
| I ain' t a playa, so why y' all hoes playin games? | |
| I' m a hustla, and I even hustle the same | |
| I got hoes fooled thinkin I love em, when I don' t love em | |
| And once I get the ass yo you know I' ma thug em | |
| Tell em lies, hit em in they head, hit em wit bread | |
| I' m a millionaire , I could trick instead | |
| Of you lookin foul and you wit me | |
| N. O. R. E., thuggish out here B | |
| Bloody Money once again, yo this one part three | |
| Classical song, certified, Desert Storm | |
| For my s always there when I perform | |
| And scream " What what," when I scream " What what" | |
| Straight wildin, in Superthug and they all be stuck | |
| Have y' all s ready to fight, hoes ready to | |
| Capone | |
| Yo, New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t | |
| New York get the blood money | |
| Dirty cash, smoke hydro green, still mix it wit hash | |
| To all the spots, s know I' m known to cop | |
| All the good t, you smell me ? | |
| I' m on some hood t |