Pharrell Williams
Comin’ At Ya
[Hook: Pharrell]
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya

[Verse 1: Noreaga]
We, we stay performin' for the [?] and gettin' it on
No pyro, no dances just the stage is storm
If you don't see us on the tube, then you watchin' it wrong
We dem n***as with dem baggy jeans, hoes in the thong
Stay lightin', lightin', fightin', fightin'
Fans gotta love it, 'cause the crowd still reciting - No!
You think they ready to go? - No!
See, it don't matter, I still gleaming and glow
I see a N.O.R.E. bang bitches from barbeques to Bar Mizwas
Big ass, hips, lick her lips, suck
I saw many Yay, I smoked plenty Hay
Cuttin' n***as off, I ain't like dem n***as anyway
Sloppy and cocky and sound all wack
And it's a ten to one chance that you might get slapped
And you can see me in a Hummer like "La-la-la Bomba"
You can check me if I'm holdin', you can see if ya wonda
[Hook: Pharrell] (Capone)
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know (CNN) - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya (two-o-four, baby)
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and (ha-ha) gunnin'
Why you runnin'? ([?] about time, my n***a!)
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know (yeah) - Comin at ya (yeah, Def Jam)
No (yeah) - Comin at ya

[Verse 2: Capone]
Ey, yo, I'm in that game heavy, dog watch and I front
I'm two-sided, look good plus I'm ill with the pump
I got murder in my eyes, dog, I dare you to [?]
So much money in my pants pocket, call me the [?]
Ask about me anybody, move wrong and I bury 'em
Left the beef alone now, I'm a full vegetarian
Fresh of a Jetlag, lettin' my pants sass
Right up my best bag and hop in a ret jet (skate, skate)
Y'all gone remember me fresh out the penitentiary poppin'
You know what's elementary
That I'm droppin' the bullets burn like hell - I thought ya know
In the hood they call me "Young [Cokelopino?]" low in da cut, what?
[?] yep, yo boys don't look too tuff
I have hammers for years, bandanas and beards
I'm a man of my word
Give my brother one of my rips, just live
[Hook: Pharrell]
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya

[Verse 3: Noreaga]
[?] It's a birthday
I'm out a town [?] thirsty
[?]
[?]

[Verse 4: Capone]
Catch me swervin' in a burbin', unconvertable black
I'm off the rack, I ride around with the heat on my lap
[?] a chicken every state, one even in jail
I keep [?] sellin' weed in a mail
And every cop force hate me, I'm a threat to the laws, so what?
I sell [?]
No matter what set - Bangladesh
Keep your cash correct
You might [?] suspect, uh!
[Hook: Pharrell] (Capone)
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'? (What?)
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know (CNN) - Comin at ya
No (ha-ha) - Comin at ya
Me and my n***as chewin' gum and gunnin'
Why you runnin'?
N***as say they want it
Somethin' they still wanna know - Comin at ya
No - Comin at ya