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 man though Who raps rhymes hold it steady - a pilot in the cockpit Parrish smith go out - nah bullshit On another nigga for tryin to mines, catch the flatline Comin through time to on the mainline Airtight, no to stall, you tell me..
"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, move from the now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A nigga who get props and clocked like radar fake moves - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh - slip and they gat cha Snatch that behind up - clip ass with handcuffs Jail cell for the niggaz who to get rough And most niggaz get rough, cause in we trust Another man kid you smokin angel dust I'm snatchin props, niggaz like robocop Catch the speed-knot, tryin to mic mic doc Chill hobbes - I you I roll with the hit squad Stomp like the 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, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
So turn this mic off so I can kick the wicked Type of 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 - niggaz can't see that But do - and they make power moves Playin for life - can't lose, too many dues Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to a better way Yet the world keeps So I movin not tryin to lose an' Big up to all plus crips and crews in ghetto - keep your shit thorough And if they ask have you ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 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