[Noreaga]
  {*howling*} CNN (CNN!) CNN
  The reunion man.. we back again man.. are y'all ready man?
  Hahahahahaha, yo, yo
  
  My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home
  it's mink coats and Cristal, just ask Capone
  We play the game like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks
  Based on a true story, it's Nore'
  And all of my niggaz buck for me, the projects love me
  It feel good to have love in the hood
  And I ain't got to buy weed, cause my credit is good
  Machine gun lyrics, CN lift spirits
  Puff more weed than dreads, hip-hop heads
  gotta, listen to this before they piss in they beds
  My mission instead, leave these niggaz missin and dead
  and leave em dumped in a river, buttnaked and red
  N.O., erase niggaz no pro-blemo
  Keep a razor in my mouth - spit it out
  And I never had to move nothin, I shit it out
  And I still got it but I had to Thug It Out
  
  Chorus: CNN (repeat 2X)
  
  Yo, it's like my mission just to live this way
  I had to sell things, but I wanted to live each day
  The real people do real things
  So why is real people still doin fake things? HUHHH?
  
  [Nore] Peace God
  [Cap] Whattup nigga?
  [Nore] I'm glad you home
  So we could, take over the world, it's ours to own
  [Cap] Stars that bone from the ghetto, to cars and homes
  [Nore] Laced out, Jesus piece, ice the face out
  [Cap] My Niggaz On The Run they place out
  Flee fiends with the cake mouth
  Automatic guns, bullets spray out
  [Nore] Lay out, what? Gimme the cash and the coke
  Sometimes I got money, and I still feel broke
  And sometimes I got reefer and I don't even smoke
  [Cap] I don't sleep, ninety-five percent of the time I'm woke
  The other 5 is when a nigga high, hear the thugs cry
  [Nore] And me, I'm Thugged Out, I just sleep on the floor
  with the rats and the roaches, keepin it raw
  [Cap] My heat is the fourth, while y'all niggaz lean on the law
  [Nore] Peter pay Paul, an outlaw, he stuck up the mall
  [Cap] I watch for the cops, still a Thug after the deal
  CNN gotta thug it for real
  
  Chorus
  
  [Capone]
  Thuggology's the major, paper
  Capone-N-Noreaga teach ya, villainize your whole nature
  The law was built around capers since the years of the West
  and are you real or fake? How many thugs hear the question
  Twenty grand on the lawyer, extra hundred for bail
  Next to death's kiko, is goin to jail
  Unassissted, I shivered and frail
  My ice similar to hail yo, for the 85 that's in braille
  I keep Chanel on my hoes, crazy blowin the scale
  Mad chickens for my thugs locked, low on the mail
  Yo it's 'Pone or it's Fonz, either pretty or thug
  Whichever way it's called, in every city a slug
  If I was dyin would a true fan give me they blood
  and would my man take the stand, lie in front of the judge?
  My thesis, be one of a thug, prestigious
  I rock fatigued up, down in Cali khakis with the creases
  
  Chorus 2X
  
  [Noreaga and Capone ad lib to fade]