Shhh, I hear my callin me, "where is he? where is he is he? Where's the " I'm layin low, strapped with Set for funk mode, ask man though Who raps rhymes it steady - like a pilot 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 the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A nigga who get props and he's like radar Can't fake moves - people at cha Twenty-four oh seven - and they gat cha Snatch that up - clip that ass with handcuffs Jail cell for the niggaz who like to get And niggaz get rough, cause in beef we trust man damn kid you smokin angel dust I'm props, blastin niggaz like robocop Catch the speed-knot, to mic block mic doc Chill hobbes - I you I roll with the hit squad Stomp like the But some niggaz ain't hearin me so I make it see You can't fade the nigga who flips - like swayze And audi 5000, housin, I'm out an'..
"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
So turn this mic off so I can kick the shit Type of wicked shit, that make niggaz grab But hold it chill - cause a jail bullshit Must grab the - no time to be slippin jack The world done shifted - can't see that But some do - and make power moves Playin for life - can't lose, too many dues Mayday, in the game everyday to find a better way Yet the world slippin So I movin 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 nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon