Yo What up D? You bought from Tower Records? What's that, let me see bag Get the off, get the fuck off it Come man, what the fuck I...(banging) that nigga, give me that man You on this purple tape nigga you dead on that Fuck outta (gun cock)
Raekwon: Niggas think I can't sell million? Ya'll is mad Ya'll must not the work I put in on this For real, that's for for real (ha ha) Represent, flick it up all day nigga, know my work, this category is raw
Aiyo your position Verbal mike Blow like chimes in the kitchen God vega, straight up stomp that fake out What, he everything, biting his nuts We like champions Caught me in the outlet in it out Throwin thousand out Swimsuit get high Float Drop off in a Benz lampable like hittin a deer Playin Cuban Linx in the chair, he got a ear No question all guerillas stand up Whoever throw a hand up a grand up Let's like Con-nect sides, big shit low rides, ga-lide bump once Yo Chef gonna throw ya'll free lunch Hit the L twice, it once Track be yelling a whore Like a on a sore Or this rap Magellion on jaw I'm a freak, Boating on the weekends, ten a spray it like Clinique Rich unique, bitch you Reek, we callin up Leek Yo he famous Ali feet, yo mystical Rap Larry Davis with a And dis you You a student, wit a principal
Chorus(x2) like ten at a time Begin, love around a thin line Go against this, mine you chase you down Let a hundred race you Now you went from brolic to a
Yo, ayo tree house Yo, like fuck in a green house and cut, chain cream out Blow out like guccis in ears Goose Skied up, loving all my years for broadway Hundred and all day Got my chick rollin her Parle' century max like jail penitentiary Nikki Barnes gon' me What, flavored nikes Benz the hype piece Send half my out to white peeps Wu-Tang emblem, success, a nigga tremble Nine of us stand, nine out tax reports Look live up in shorts Bitches got and support Yo, leather jacket, Leather hat, mack it real New York of mind, crime Othello Wild zoo of bitches, that's Staten Yo we actin, Wud up we do that crack thing Still jackets Mad Out yo we cap shit, that nigga mashin
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Yo,aiyo blowin reason For a season, wud up jaw season Baltimore bleeding Take money, remember that gottori? son Dripped out in Bahamas all Gain you out of my love mad shit Now we with things, the long shit bitches in Barook Cute big, fat bitches with Lex you need boots that Flights Iraq my hat out, and 'lax Connecting diplomat cats Harlem hustle connect, varsity check well ice drool off my dick Abe Lincoln president suites, lay me, I bought head from Monica Lewinsky Arrest hoodlum Strong arm that the gooden Faggot nigga frontin, knew he Flexible impact professional We staked out eatin all side rhymes, lines Casians and Let's niggas with the shine
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Raekwon: Yea word up, that's ha ha Ya'll be loving my shit, yea all the real up, hey yo let me speak, let me speak Yo this a new year here It's the 2 the 3 zeros, here me? It's get technical for real play the game right It's jus a friendly game of Ha me? Hey yo Santanna, yo Bring that in here kid count that, where it came from? Where it came Rollin like ten at a time...