Shhh, I my people callin me, "where is he? where is he is he? the pmd? " I'm layin low, with ammo Set for funk mode, ask your man Who rhymes hold it steady - like a pilot in the cockpit smith go out - nah that's bullshit On another nigga for tryin to mines, catch the flatline Comin time to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no time to stall, you me..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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 - and they gat cha Snatch that behind up - that ass with handcuffs Jail cell for the niggaz who to get rough And most niggaz get rough, in beef we trust Another man damn kid you angel dust I'm snatchin props, niggaz like robocop Catch the speed-knot, tryin to mic mic doc Chill hobbes - I told you I roll the hit squad like the gobots But some niggaz ain't hearin me so I make it see You can't fade the nigga who flips words - swayze And audi 5000, 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 nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
So this mic off so I can kick the wicked shit Type of wicked shit, that niggaz grab clips But hold it chill - cause a jail bullshit Must grab the - no time to be slippin jack The world done shifted - niggaz see that But do - and they make power moves Playin for life - can't lose, too many dues Mayday, in the game tryin to find a better way Yet the keeps slippin So I keep movin not tryin to an' Big up to all posse plus crips and in Every ghetto - keep your thorough And if they ask you seen ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon