Very Who are We are the Wu-Tang Shaolin's the From which all Kung-Fu name be praised
I met him by Pond, my hand on the flamer, my bomb I park, Rae, Ghost, then lit up the It's nightfall, nothing here, to fear Just got to touch on, then he walked up weird
Walked in frail as stale, his were soft His face was pale, I at him kneel wanna talk, you a deer, starting chasing him He in the tree, had grass in his ear
I'm a kill you You gonna have to down
did he know I was a leader, a full bred eater Jump in new V's, shopping, had the Next stop Starbucks and Spiegels, Jags had Then she walked in, fly diva
Niggas on the for you gleam, they come from your school A bunch of bites, they bitch smacked Shareen She slid in the '09 Beemer, with that sex whore Fortune checks, live in
Thanks for the info, my kinfolk, listen, Ms. the big pimple on her temple Any more is college, you gave enough to be bounced now She shot up in Chipotle, quote me
917, 646, you know war, bitch Can't for nothing, she fronting Took a piss, roll up, let's twist, pulled my pants Good look and shot through her
Now I gotta who I'm looking for, fake ass Brooklyn boy I know his family, fuck 'em all I used to love brothers, now I 'em Mostly them gator boys, who and they never seen Nathan
Me and my soldiers who started it, won't play part of it But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em Newspapers saying shot 'em but on the low I he shot himself
A trip, yo, the poison me, I come from the peas Where mothers run old nightclubs tons of ki Old lady holding them G's, dope fiends, in they jeans that can make blow green
I his whole team, no crease, dough so low I hit 'em off mean, now he wanna me, no bro, B