Shhh, I hear my callin me, "where is he? is he where is he? Where's the " I'm layin low, with ammo Set for funk mode, ask your man Who raps rhymes hold it steady - like a in the cockpit Parrish go out - nah that's bullshit On another for tryin to take mines, catch the flatline through time to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no time to stall, you me..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A who get props and he's clocked like radar fake moves - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh - slip and they gat cha Snatch behind up - clip 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 with the hit squad like the gobots But some ain't hearin me so I make it clearer see You fade the nigga who flips words - like swayze And audi 5000, housin, I'm out an'..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
So turn this mic off so I can kick the wicked Type of wicked shit, that make niggaz grab But hold it chill - cause a jail cell's Must the head - no time to be slippin jack The world done - niggaz can't see that But do - and they make power moves Playin for - can't lose, too many dues paid Mayday, in the game everyday to find a better way Yet the world keeps So I keep not tryin to lose an' Big up to all posse plus crips and in Every ghetto - your shit thorough And if they ask have you ? "hell no" ..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon