Shhh, I my people callin me, "where is he? is he where is he? Where's the " I'm layin low, strapped with Set for funk mode, ask man though Who raps rhymes hold it - like a pilot in the cockpit Parrish smith go out - nah bullshit On another nigga for tryin to take mines, catch the Comin through to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no to stall, you tell me..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A nigga who get props and he's like radar Can't fake moves - lookin at cha Twenty-four oh seven - slip and gat cha Snatch that behind up - clip that ass with Jail cell for the who like to get rough And most niggaz get rough, in beef we trust Another man damn kid you smokin dust I'm props, blastin niggaz like robocop the speed-knot, tryin to mic block mic doc Chill - I told you I roll with the hit squad Stomp like the But some niggaz hearin me so I make it clearer see You fade the nigga who flips words - like swayze And 5000, still housin, I'm out an'..
"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
So turn mic off so I can kick the wicked shit Type of wicked shit, that make grab clips But hold it chill - cause a jail cell's grab the head - no time to be slippin jack The world done shifted - can't see that But some do - and they power moves Playin for life - lose, too many dues paid Mayday, in the game everyday to find a better way Yet the world slippin So I keep movin not tryin to an' Big up to all plus crips and crews in Every ghetto - keep your shit And if they ask you seen ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon