Shhh, I hear my callin me, "where is he? where is he is he? the pmd? " I'm low, strapped with ammo Set for funk mode, ask your man Who raps rhymes hold it steady - like a pilot in the Parrish smith go out - nah that's On another nigga for 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 now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, what's a rap A nigga who get props and he's like radar Can't moves - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh seven - slip and gat cha Snatch that behind up - that ass with handcuffs Jail cell for the niggaz who like to get And most niggaz get rough, cause in beef we Another man damn kid you smokin dust I'm snatchin props, blastin 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 ain't 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 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 the wicked shit Type of wicked shit, that make grab clips But hold it chill - cause a jail bullshit grab the head - no time to be slippin jack The world done - niggaz can't see that But some do - and they power moves for life - can't lose, too many dues paid Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to find a way Yet the keeps slippin So I keep movin not to lose an' Big up to all posse plus crips and in Every - keep your shit thorough And if they ask have you ? "hell no" ..
"yo respect mine, or anger 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, from the gate now" -> raekwon