Shhh, I my people callin me, "where is he? is he where is he? Where's the " I'm layin low, strapped with Set for mode, ask your man though Who raps rhymes hold it steady - a pilot in the cockpit smith go out - nah that's bullshit On another nigga for tryin to take mines, the flatline Comin through time to breathe on the Airtight, no to stall, you tell me..
"yo respect 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, move the gate now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, what's a rap A nigga who get props and clocked like radar Can't fake - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh - slip and they gat cha Snatch behind up - clip that ass with handcuffs Jail for the niggaz who like to get rough And niggaz get rough, cause in beef we trust Another man kid you smokin angel dust I'm props, blastin niggaz like robocop the speed-knot, tryin to mic block 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 fade the nigga who flips words - like swayze And audi 5000, housin, I'm out an'..
"yo nigga 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, move the gate now" -> raekwon
So turn mic off so I can kick the wicked shit Type of wicked shit, that make niggaz clips But hold it - cause a jail cell's bullshit Must grab the head - no time to be jack The world done - niggaz can't see that But some do - and they make power Playin for life - can't lose, too many paid Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to find a way Yet the world keeps So I movin not tryin to lose an' Big up to all plus crips and crews in Every ghetto - keep your thorough And if ask have you seen ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon