[Intro: million stories, nigga Take ya'll somewhere, man Ya'll niggas never heard niggas like this before, man This ain't no Wizard of Oz neither, man For real, man,
Surgical gloves, snubs in the grass his blood Homey hold that, the four black, we black Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the happened? clapped him and the scalp it flew that way Yo why they him? It went through his lap Snatched his mom's pink hat, took his mango, get at He painted it, slayed blocks, it Hit a child, this is foul, but he with his flamer flaming shit with the red Range, supercharged Kangols Rae & CD in his change, yo, Angel Spanish kid lingo, all I know is he hang though, kept it sideways, angle Good brush, talk, keep it real, daddy, got them thangos I respect on how the goes, the same goes Forget fresh niggas, test niggas, bless niggas, with them egos We you out your peacoats Haha, adios mios, we get them a ki, yo it moving, slide off in the G.O.'s Freeloaders, the D's over, your shit won't no more over...
Raekwon] Money, gear, drugs, guns, All my niggas sit, the tears Cookin snow white, just the poor life, never living off fear We all millionaires, now my shares? (Money) You know the code, money, gear money, baby (Money) You we fold the stash holders, cash blowers, yeah (Money) So when the D's come, we and grab the boats, yea (Money) Spend off, I got my win off, have a year
X6's red, up in with the dreds Bags of black, fuck the in Aruba's, gold tuba from Bermuda In my living room spreads, cameras action, got the cranked Where the food at? Hood on, I gots to do that chain hatchet flooded up, you knew that Baby blue mack, stones on the stick Bulletproof brocco's the Jew bitches, all I got is two cracks Gazelle lenses, clear rude wraps, bagging ziplock And my peoples sit around, split that High white kit kats, we sell up in the hood door to door, every floor, every get back My shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram Meet me by my drop and drop your lip back quick claps, spray off on something
[Outro: on one of ya'll man, the streets is mine, nigga You know what we do, for Straight up, it's how we playing now, man Cause the streets, man, streets is making ya'll see, man But of ya'll is blind, for real