Block Party Kid Capri (Ft. Big Pun & N.O.R.E.)

Yeah nigga, thug that shit to your mother fuckin crib you heard
Yeah! We tryin'to get this shit poppin' over here
Huh, block party all that shit man "block party"
Come over here nigga here
Were is happening here's were is poppin' at baby, djayin' that shit

[Noreaga]
My nigga Rich nice told me an said get god
You know the Kid Capri shit everybody is on
The N.O.R. hit the mic just like I perform, I be hyped up
New Balance kicks and hyped up
Why you niggas still acting like y'all niggas is tough
I got the one weed spot, that's' the Branson stuff
Other niggas talk about it but you see me with such
And I'm thugged out catch me with the animal bunch
Get head in the wip smoke animal blunts
G's up hoes down nigga fuck them stuts, and I'll be flippin'
You get a nice chick I like a chicken
You don't believe me ask Bill Clinton
Track master do that shit that y'all niggas wouldn't
And Kid Capri do that shit that you niggas couldn't
And I smoke green from Cali, I'm wild at the rally
I'm ill like shack in the paint with the alley
My nigga Big Pun will sit on y'all cats
Ayo my nigga Kid Capri will shit on y'all tracks
And we ain't got no love for y'all tracks
We love big ass keys and y'all like little ass cracks