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 hand on the flamer, my I park, Rae, Ghost, lit up the bong It's nightfall, nothing here, nothing to got things to touch on, then he walked up weird
Walked in frail as stale, his eyes were His face was pale, I looked at him Just wanna talk, you a deer, chasing him He in the tree, had grass in his ear
I'm a you nigga You gonna to come down
Little did he know I was a leader, a full eater in new V's, shopping, had the fever Next Starbucks and Spiegels, Jags had diesel she walked in, fly little diva
Niggas on the scheme for you gleam, they from your school A bunch of snake bites, they smacked Shareen She slid in the '09 Beemer, that sex whore Sabrina Fortune checks, in Medina
for the info, my kinfolk, listen, Ms. Window With the big pimple on her Any more knowledge is college, you enough to be bounced now She shot up in Chipotle, quote me
917, 646, you it's war, bitch dress for nothing, she fronting Took a piss, roll up, let's twist, down my pants Good look and through her tits
Now I picture who I'm looking for, fake ass Brooklyn boy I know his fucking family, 'em all I used to love brothers, now I 'em Mostly them gator boys, who stunting and they never seen
Me and my real soldiers who started it, won't play of it But I'm a get to the bottom, I got 'em saying they shot 'em but on the low I heard he himself
A trip, yo, the poison me, I come the poison peas Where run old nightclubs with tons of ki Old lady holding them G's, dope fiends, in they jeans Magicians can make blow green
I know his team, no crease, dough so low I hit 'em off mean, now he wanna me, no bro, B