Letra de 40 Island - N.O.R.E.

(Feat. Musalini (Rapper), Kool G Rap)

Yeah

Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, island

Rik', uh-uh-uh-uh-uh island

Rikers Island— Island— Island

Rikers Island— Island— Island

Rikers Island— Island— Island

Rikers Island— Isl—

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island (Yo)

Listen to me, young thug, this is some advice

You do a stick, you be payin' the price

Catch you at the dice game, blow you out the frame, crack cheater

'Cause my niggas is grimy, all we really love is reefer

Iraq, the name alone got you shook back

On the island, you got ya manhood took

But turn around when you walk through, guns'll hawk you

Already took your shit, no matter who you talk to

The sixth borough, no chick, no dinero

No heat, East Elmhurst, Hauser Street

You feel the fury when you on that bus

Handcuffed, wishing that you ain't locked up

Now you get tested, jake tell you when you get arrested

"When you get there don't get molested"

Yo, call the C.O., that won't be necessary

They watch ya, beat ya down and take ya commissary

My adversary Donald-ly dick, dynasty rich

My whole clique got paid, lawyers and rips

Gettin' locked up, fell down, no time for this

Aw, aw, when the gat got caught in the car

Astaghfirullah, not trying to be a Cold Craft Star

Yo, you might be illin', you might be wildin'

But uh, you won't be smilin' on Rikers Island

Rikers Island, Iraq

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island

Juveniles get shook at C-74

Mob too, ice grill when you walk through

Come through a fly cat, get tested for that

See where your heart at, that fly shit, niggas want that

Jerk on ya phone time, sweet niggas get robbed blind

Robbed for ya watch, robbed for ya shine

You better think regimen, 'cause niggas do a lot of deadin'

Let 'em see ya sweatin' and get PC-ed out protection

Don't buy shit 'cause cliques set rent up

And have you cut up if you don't pay up

Crips and Bloods all along with the Caves too

Business as usual, a bunch of criminals

Typical shit is critical, on the VI, a nigga rippin' you

A daily ritual, jail talk is pitiful

Not for every individual I'm with

And I won't go back, niggas mad 'cause I keep a stack

Rikers Island, Rikers Island (And don't talk crap, nigga, word up)

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island

C-74, adolescents at war

Put ya ear to the floor, you hear a nigga gettin' tore

Homemade blades galore, jigsaw your fuckin' jaw

To your drawers, CO, one eye closed, watching you pour

How do you pause a hundred outlaws from taking yours?

Contemplated on taking you down from at the door

Niggas with claws leave you with scars and open sores

Soon as you're bored get a sword stuck in your velour

Sharpen up one, son and become Quickdraw McGraw

Put up your paws, boss, go all out for the cause

'Cause livin' shiesty, it be pricely

Niggas kidnappin' wifeys with hearts cold as Italian ices

That buck and a half slide across his face, lace him nicely

You type a feisty, but where you stand is where the ice be

Forever your life be gone in the wind, puncture holes all in your abdomen

When them thug cats come with the stabbin' and

The jury grabbin' and, look out, son, they body slabbin', and

While you was blabbin' and not knowin' what the fuck was happenin'

Rikers Island, Rikers Island

Iraq Island, Iraq Island

Rikers Island

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