Shhh, I hear my people 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 raps rhymes it steady - like a pilot in the cockpit Parrish smith go out - nah bullshit On another nigga for tryin to take mines, the flatline Comin time to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no time to stall, you me..
"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, from the gate now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A nigga who get props and clocked like radar Can't fake - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh seven - and they gat cha Snatch that up - clip that ass with handcuffs Jail for the niggaz 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 Catch the speed-knot, tryin to mic mic doc Chill hobbes - I told you I roll the hit squad like the gobots But some ain't hearin me so I make it clearer see You can't the nigga who flips words - like swayze And audi 5000, housin, I'm out an'..
"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
So turn this mic off so I can kick the shit of wicked shit, that make niggaz grab clips But it chill - cause a jail cell's bullshit Must grab the head - no to be slippin jack The world done shifted - can't see that But some do - and make power moves for life - can't 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 posse crips and crews in Every ghetto - keep your thorough And if they ask you seen ? "hell no" ..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon