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We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
And throw your sets up nigga, gang bang, bang bang
We keep long gats and big chains, I don't like havin' sex, I like brains
And smoke some spliff, fans wit five in the range
And it's, nuthin' for me, and shit on your three
I'm from Iraq, twenty minutes from Q.B.
I aim you, so you should just let us be
Or find yourself shot up, in the hospati
You be leakin' and Dole in ya face, some hot teeth
Yo it's Nore but you can call me P.O.P.
And getta dose of the dope but dope is so deep
Only white girl I'll fuck, is Pamela Lee
And I'm gangsta, so some niggas call me G

Melvin Flynt, hustlin' was born in me
So yo bitch, come and do a poor [unverified] wit' me
Or come to North Carolina and perform wit' me
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Yo, yo, yo, I'ma take it back to when I used to pop pistils
Sling crystal, gamble on the block with pits out
Kept my work in bitch house, right in the closet
I won't front I'll bring the drama nigga, right to the projects
When it's cold, I remain the hottest
I bring the thug niggas, is you boos hi? I leave blood, all in your pro tis
Niggas life styles deserve Oscars, you so funny
Claim you kingpin' and ain't even fuckin' wit' hoe money
I'm gangsta, been in jail once, check my records
I keep the stash grip wit' arma, before I select my weapons
This young mind state, crime infested, I'ma get straight to the message
I spit records, and rep my necklace
Do the dog want beef? Right where the steps is
I walk the hood, niggas pay homage cause of my essence
It ain't nuthin', I catch any charge, get out on bail
Fuck record, this shit was platinum when it touched the reel
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Hot damn hoe, here we go again
Pop shit like a cock, Lyte weight as your Rocks, bitch
You talk slick, fuck is all that sneak shit?
You and Diddy y'all kill me with that subliminal shit, bitch
Why is you frontin' and kickin' that street shit?
Please, impress me, go back to that freak shit
While your broke-ass was guzzlin' nuts and shit
I was choppin' the weights, Linc and Oldz's and shit
A decoy bitch, like the Feds lyin'
Is you supposed to have a little bitta Bed-Stuy in ya?
Brooklyn don't raise hoes, just slip and greys hoes
What bitch? You're soft and your pussy name hoes
So fuck ya niggas too, them niggas can get it too
Them faggots act more bitch then you
Let the nigga rest in peace, and hop off his dick, bitch do you
And y'all hoes is like fuck fox, well screw y'all too
Let's be truthful, give a fuck if your album push back
Or when it hit the streets, bitch, it's still weak
It still sound lame, my name still reign
I still pop them thing things and bang bang, bitch, rep for ya hood
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
We gon thug this shit out, we gon thug this shit out
And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

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Capone-N-Noreaga (C-N-N for short) is a hip hop duo that consists of Capone (Kiam Holley) and N.O.R.E. (Victor Santiago). The two grew up in the housing projects of Queensbridge and Lefrak City (both in Queens, New York), and met each other in jail in 1992 while doing kitchen duty.

In 1996, they signed to "Penalty Records" in a deal with "25 to Life" records (Tragedy Khadafi's label). They were also featured as "Unsigned Hype" in The Source magazine. In 1997, C-N-N released their debut trend-setting album, The War Report. With exquisitely dark tracks crafted by Lord Finesse, Havoc (of Mobb Deep), Clark Kent, and a number of other acclaimed producers, The War Report became an instant classic. The unique chemistry of Noreaga's unorthodox lyrcal delivery combined with Capone's street-wise slang, established the duo as a household name within the Hardcore hip hop community.

After Capone returned from another stint in jail in 1999 the group then released The Reunion featuring the single "Ya'll Don't Wanna". The album struggled to go gold, due to the lack of promotion from Tommy Boy Records, and suffered from mixed reviews. In addition, Capone was sent back to prison right before the release further hurting promotion. Soon after in 2001, Capone-N-Noreaga jumped ship to powerhouse label Def Jam. Because Tommy Boy retained the trademarks to the names "Capone-N-Noreaga" and "Noreaga", the group was forced to shorten its name to C-N-N, and Noreaga was forced to bill himself as N.O.R.E. for his solo work. They recorded a new album in 2003 called The Religion, with a lead single, "Yes Sir", that was issued on mixtapes and promoted by a video. The single failed to make an impact, and the album was shelved.

In early 2005, Def Jam released Capone from his contract while retaining Noreaga, leaving the group's status in disarray. Capone released his debut album "Pain, Time, and Glory", in 2005.

In 2009 the duo reunited to release Channels 10 and has since then released The War Report: Report to War.

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