Very Who are We are the Wu-Tang Shaolin's the From which all Kung-Fu Buddha's be praised
I met him by Snake Pond, my on the flamer, my bomb I park, Rae, Ghost, lit up the bong It's nightfall, here, nothing to fear Just got things to touch on, he walked up weird
Walked in as stale, his eyes were soft His face was pale, I looked at him Just talk, you a deer, starting chasing him He in the tree, had grass in his ear
I'm a you nigga You have to come down
Little did he know I was a leader, a full bred Jump in new V's, shopping, had the Next stop and Spiegels, Jags had diesel she walked in, fly little diva
Niggas on the for you gleam, they come from your school A bunch of snake bites, they bitch Shareen She in the '09 Beemer, with that sex whore Sabrina Fortune checks, live in
for the info, my kinfolk, listen, Ms. Window With the big pimple on her Any more is college, you gave enough to be bounced now She shot up in Chipotle, don't me
917, 646, you know it's war, Can't for nothing, she fronting Took a piss, roll up, let's twist, down my pants Good and shot through her tits
Now I gotta picture who I'm looking for, ass Brooklyn boy I know his fucking family, 'em all I used to brothers, now I hate 'em Mostly them gator boys, who stunting and they seen Nathan
Me and my real soldiers who it, won't play part of it But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em Newspapers they shot 'em but on the low I he shot himself
A trip, yo, the poison me, I come the poison peas Where mothers run old nightclubs tons of ki Old lady them G's, dope fiends, holes in they jeans Magicians that can blow green
I know his team, no crease, dough so low I hit 'em off mean, now he wanna me, no bro, B