Shhh, I hear my callin me, "where is he? where is he is he? the pmd? " I'm layin low, strapped with Set for funk mode, ask man though Who rhymes hold it steady - like a pilot in the cockpit Parrish go out - nah that's bullshit On nigga for tryin to take mines, catch the flatline Comin time to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no to stall, you tell me..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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 seven - and they gat cha Snatch that behind up - that ass with handcuffs Jail for the niggaz who like to get rough And most niggaz get rough, cause in beef we Another man damn kid you smokin angel I'm snatchin props, blastin niggaz robocop the speed-knot, tryin to mic block mic doc Chill hobbes - I told you I roll with the hit Stomp the gobots But some niggaz 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 respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
So turn this mic off so I can the wicked shit of wicked shit, that make niggaz grab clips But hold it - cause a jail cell's bullshit Must grab the head - no time to be slippin The world done shifted - niggaz can't see But do - and they make power moves Playin for life - can't lose, too dues paid Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to find a way Yet the world slippin So I movin not tryin to lose an' Big up to all posse plus and crews in Every ghetto - keep shit thorough And if they ask have you ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon