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[Intro:
Sit in the chair, yeah,
Uh-huh,
Sit my jacket on the flo'
Let that shit crawl around, what up
How are you my
get this money, you heard?

[The Game (Raekwon) - 1]
in zip duffle bags, shotgun shells
My killas gorillas, niggaz couldn't see 'em gazelles
Frontin' ass niggaz, go wit' Pharrell
Tryin' to be a Cowboy, you catch bullets like
Owens, call it T.O., he like a project sink
open like a hot dog link
Bing, it gave me time to yeah, I did my fuckin' prison thing
Came out on point, like the RZA rings
I'm Compton but my inkpen live in Queens
Rep the dub Wu-Tang, and I got Killa Bees (Respect)
Black Wall Mafia, new Genevieves
Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a (Word?)
I Kobe, I be on the floor, Kobe!
You know a nigga can score 81? Show me
I got a Cuban to a fuckin' O.G.
And nigga you're too close, what the fuck, you tryna me? (Back up)
the face off (Respect the don) diamonds all in the charm
(Iced out) Where you be? (The strip club ones)
Where you from? (New York, where you from?)
(Big sharks) Me too (Swimmin' in a of ones)

[Interlude:
nigga, tomorrow man
Goin to take you to go buy 18-karat gold golf clubs nigga
In the

(The Game) - Verse 2]
This the off (Respect the dons, hundred thousand on the arms)
Son you be? (Under palm trees stayin' warm)
(Who you be?) Raekwon, who is (Amaz-on)
I'ma keep it (Compton) (Till the day's done)

Raekwon]
Geah, frontin' on us nigga, like
It's racin' a nigga in Afghanistan to go get some oil nigga
You gon' around and get your head burnt

[Raekwon - 3]
I'm a New York dinosaur, Island artifact
Hip never dead, the Cuban gave 'em heart attacks
Sleep in the woods, cats come from under the V's
Sneeze wrong, I'm clappin'
it movin' homeboy, the macs always actin'
Spit in your face, go 'head lil' rappers
fuck with us convicts, Stat-lands
It's like actions, die right with traction
It's Wall money and two gunnys
is extra chunky, yeah, me and my Red Monkeys
Silverback sales are few donkeys, all of us comfy
Blow your head off lunch meat
in the game run the country
Take over the world girl, better stay out our brunch meetin'
Fuck they paper their gun squeezin'
Off top, leak from the cop, them nigga jumped, this is season

Raekwon]
Yo, man yo man
Let these know man f'real man
We man
wan' be readin our autobiographies in a minute, ya heard?

[The (Raekwon) - Verse 4]
(Yo what if I was from Compton?) if I was from Staten?
I'd be King Kong knockin the buildings in Manhattan
(Gorilla warfare) Shootouts, block shit
Westcoast assassin on some real 2Pac
My style's smokin' like, after a spit
Game get the money, fuck bitches and pop Cris'
Style like New Year's, cause this a new year
Look at the tracks, either Bigfoot or The Game through here
The won't stop, and neither would a chrome Glock
I kill a fire-breathin' with a dome shot
Come your hood in a Chevy Malibu, on stocks
We had a meetin' before we got here, and gon' pop
Heads gon' roll, Patron spill
Fitted gettin' peeled like the chrome on the wheels
Got a half a mill', say your wounds won't
I war, nigga who gon' deal?

[Outro:
Yeah, y'all know what it is man
"Bulletproof Diary" nigga, for
Many may read man
A lot of niggaz might not it home, you heard?
We speak for the real man, for the churchmen man
All real general niggaz man
All niggaz that's out there man
Don't get no rest or none of that man, for
The nigga, Game whattup baby?
I love you, ya heard? Superman lover over here for you
You know how we do it, we go all the fuckin world man
Get a lot of bread man, word up, hun'ned my
We take you to Boca or some'n man, knahmsayin?
Sip on some motherfuckin, Don or some'n, y'knahmsayin?
With two rings on, y'knahmsayin?
Couple of mean wit us
Guatemala, half Somalian nigga
Niggaz ain't seen them colors man [fades