Tom: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I dreamed that I was at
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a club scene where all the thugs be
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Every criminal mug be living
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in luxury what the fuck G?
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That must be Bugsy in the black
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tux over there with Lucky
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Bring my heater niggaz might
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Take me out in back of the club
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I felt a hand tug me then turnin
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around I peeped the lovely
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Fly face fat ass gave me
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"Compliments of Bugsy " then took me
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across the persian rug to plug me
He shook my hand and hugged
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me; thought he would do me ugly
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but he dug me, pockets chubby said,
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"Nino where them drugs be?"
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Over there by the derby,
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buy they dirty devils from me
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to keep my paper sturdy, yo word G
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I ain't afraid to get my hands dirty,
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I be D and fuck all that living thirsty,
so Nino
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do his out in Jersey,
showin no mercy, with Frank Nitty
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who else and, some nigga with a
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Babyface that they called Nelson
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Machine Gun Kell' and your Dillinger
Death messenger,
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known to carry the six cylinder
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fatigues to Giorgio Armani's
no one can harm me; Will and Tommy
tried to alarm me and quote,
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he turned to smoked salami
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Dead as a motherfuckin zombie,
Em
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full of my ammo
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With Bugs Mirando, against the grain so,
gotta send him
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over the rainbow, he must be brain slow,
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at the train po' in Santo Domingo,
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Two bullets in his Tango,
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like how that movie Shane go
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Frank Costello, hostile fellow,
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he murders while remainin mellow
but most of the niggaz on
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Cold blooded veins flowin
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had mad dramas, won't hesitate
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to put you in pajamas,
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fly hooker fine as the Pocahontas
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Beauty queen you'll wanta
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Frank broke a promise between the
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organized crimers and old timers
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Costello gotta go six below,
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to veto, so they hit him with
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a hollow torpedo
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Up in his torso, he ain't a boss so,
without ever lettin the whole
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Lex Diamond was scheamin on
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Wanted to own his whole zone,
it leaked out
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They shot him at a pay phone
with the big chrome, his whole wig blown
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Blood flowin from out
his flesh and bones
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At the wake at the funeral
home it's havoc
Family got hit up with automatics
Non- stop static inside the rackets
Jack McGern was burnin split Joe
Adonis cabbage
The underworld was goin savage
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Pretty Boy Floyd was non- void,
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unemployed, he destroyed shit
with the Infamous click,
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Mad jealous of all the liquor sellers
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Shinin with wine cellars,
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turn em from hood dwellers to Goodfellas
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Me and Nitty was like bank tellers,
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nothin niggaz could tell us
We drove all over,
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I pushed a shiny yellow Testarossa
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Moved on it closer get the toaster
Started to feel like death was closer,
I hit Capone hard
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Murder him and his bodyguard
in they car and dust the chaffeur
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Beef over, I blew him like a su
Niggaz nicknamed me, The Black Cobra
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The Lady Casanova,
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yo I'm even deadly when I'm sober
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Act like you got a chip on
Money you didn't know
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Nigga you fuckin with a soldier,
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wake up and smell the Folgers
Niggaz out here done lie in piss
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Operations from here to
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But yo here comes Greasy Thumbs, who
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wants to get the easy funds
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He whispered in my eardrum
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"Let's take over the entire city,
and split the dough
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Me you and Frank Nitty and Siegel and
that'll make the bank pretty"
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No doubt before we go we
gotta murder John Torre
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Yo get all his territory dough
and end the story yo
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