Lyrics:
What up? Escobar season begins
Repent your sins nine-Six
Trackmasters check it
Spark the lye with the eight-forty I fly
Pretty thug show no love
drop it like confetti on it, get ready on it
Her fast ass wanna get all Andretti on it
Makin' my man man poke like Trackmasters
Blaze a trail, we
Rrrahh, yeah word up this is the Kid Capri
Along with Foxy Brown, big shouts to The Firm
Big shouts to the Track-Masters
Big shouts to all my people in
Yo, throw the beat on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Trackmaster
Harlem World, The Movement
The Commisioner
Cuda Love up above
This shit is not a game
Ya
but that shit's dead
That stupid motherfucker shoulda shot me in the head
(Boom)
And now for our feature presentation
TrackMaster Entertainment in
drop it like confetti on it, get ready on it
Her fast ass wanna get all Andretti on it
Makin' my man man poke like Trackmasters
Blaze a trail, we
Oh-in
Yeah
F-O-X nigga
Made Men
Its official gangsta shit
Trackmasters, that's right
What you know about this?
B.K., yeah
Woo
While you
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Rich Nice
And on behalf of Trackmasters Entertainment
I would like to welcome you to the Kid Capri
Soundtrack
This is a true fact
Since when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot back
Trackmasters shelved you, Bravehearts helped you
Then everybody
[Fox] Ahh, Trackmasters
My boo
[Dru] Dru Hill, Foxy
[Fox] Right
[Dru] Ill na na na, Na Na
[Fox] Na Na, uhh, that's the shit
[Foxy Brown]
of the world
Girls want to be part of my world
Yeah, this is Trackmasters, Desrt Storm, Street family Fabolous
And this is Tone the ref, let's go
[rick] me and nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, a tag team from the top all-starters
[rick] me and nas bring it to your hardest
Trackmasters.. def
our feature presentation
TrackMaster Entertainment in conjunction with Violator Entertainment
Bring to you... Foxy Brown
The album
"What the hell do
ready on it
Her fast ass wanna get all Andretti on it
Makin my main man Poke like Trackmasters
Blazin trail, we Portland to Nor-ton
"Honeymoon" flicks
what, what
Trackmasters, tone and poke, what, what
What, what, Iraq all of that
Castro, midnight blue, mussolini, sham dulo
A maze, monoray, my
featuring Kid Capri
Uh huh uh huh TrackMasters
[Kid Capri]
Uhh uncontrollable hotness on this plate
From state to state it's Noreaga
featuring Kid Capri
Uh huh uh huh TrackMasters
[Kid Capri]
Uhh uncontrollable hotness on this plate
From state to state it's Noreaga
what, what
Trackmasters, tone and poke, what, what
What, what, Iraq all of that
Castro, midnight blue, mussolini, sham dulo
A maze, monoray, my
Trackmasters
Get on the floor
When you hear this in your speakers
If you're at the bar
Go and put your drink up
Stop posing and wake up
Don't be afraid
the Trackmasters
Sit at the table like fat mobsters,
We bang our ??? that make you jump like grasshoppers,
We blast cupboards (blaw !)
Tryin' to shut down
Trackmasters Nigga
L.O.X, CNN
[Capone]
I been through,
Runnin' from cops,
Eatin' beef on the corner
Been through cold cells
Thug in
Trackmasters and J-to-da-Muah
I keep an extra pair in my car
In case ya wanna take it to the park, high percentage
I'ma make it from the arc, take it from
brought the hood to the game
and they love him for the braids and tats
Yeah Trackmasters AI and Jadakiss make sure you go out and get a
pair of the A6!
Yo throw the beat on
Yeah yeah yeah
Trackmaster
Harlem World The Movement
The Commisioner
Cuda Love up above
This shit is not a game
Ya hear
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