[Intro: Raekwon] Word up, unc's is a live nigga Hey, Uncle, uncle! What up baby? Yeah, yeah, I need a pair of kicks, pa Hold me down, man, for real, for real, for real Love you to death, nigga Word up, word up, uncle, uncle, uncle Yeah, fuck them niggas, homey [Raekwon] For years, he had the coast's on lock Jamaicans make bread, Cubans call him pop Was a young O.G., considerate, fly gangsta anxious His face is rude, that made him more dangerous Went suddenly blind, he couldn't see faces He rock glaciers, well known in strange places Been killin' niggas, all ages Paid his way up out of court cases, extortin mazes Love stay greens, livin' in Queens Cousin named Dahoom, who you, nigga I'm Team Dressed real ill proper, when he locked up Playin' the wall, one foot up, what, the kid was into soccer Love family, nigga in Miami, right, Air Force's on Four horses smokin' on china white, they bad He had the Shaft look, and then he yell Rae He had cribs hooked, he had nasty books Him and his right hand, worth a hundred in the can Little short Dominican, little Duran was fam Eyes bloody, pop Vasine and he studied Gave rides to me, dropped me and Old Earth in Brooklyn I mean Brook-lan, a super crook don off the hook He had the juks look, and he loves Benzes and gongs Get wands, daddy, Yukon, grow up get on's daddy Be sure, watch for, eat all that, daddy Yeah, young'n's, supposed to marry Don't play me close, kept the loot in his boats, he threw the toast at me I wanted to be with him badly Had me like a little nigga, runnin' with wolves, they all glow gladly Heavenly, now he seventy, got rich representin' me He won't throw me no cash, play pool, baby I be like, ooh, no you didn't, baby, get drunk money You'se a slick dude, baby, slip through, baby Yeah, I'm on, makin' records now, I be gettin' money after you gone He's a Don, slick Juan, Marijuan', Don Juan Eatin' Caribbean food, feedin' me wrong Breathe from the tongue, Chef you live Make these niggas realize you gon' be number one [Chorus: n/a (Raekwon)] He's a high roller, he's a shot caller He's a slick talker, he's a big baller (Wise words he spoke to me, look how it's suppose to be)
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Copy to Clipboard: [Intro: Raekwon] Word up, unc's is a live nigga Hey, Uncle, uncle! What up baby? Yeah, yeah, I need a pair of kicks, pa Hold me down, man, for real, for real, for real Love you to death, nigga Word up, word up, uncle, uncle, uncle Yeah, fuck them niggas, homey [Raekwon] For years, he had the coast's on lock Jamaicans make bread, Cubans call him pop Was a young O.G., considerate, fly gangsta anxious His face is rude, that made him more dangerous Went suddenly blind, he couldn't see faces He rock glaciers, well known in strange places Been killin' niggas, all ages Paid his way up out of court cases, extortin mazes Love stay greens, livin' in Queens Cousin named Dahoom, who you, nigga I'm Team Dressed real ill proper, when he locked up Playin' the wall, one foot up, what, the kid was into soccer Love family, nigga in Miami, right, Air Force's on Four horses smokin' on china white, they bad He had the Shaft look, and then he yell Rae He had cribs hooked, he had nasty books Him and his right hand, worth a hundred in the can Little short Dominican, little Duran was fam Eyes bloody, pop Vasine and he studied Gave rides to me, dropped me and Old Earth in Brooklyn I mean Brook-lan, a super crook don off the hook He had the juks look, and he loves Benzes and gongs Get wands, daddy, Yukon, grow up get on's daddy Be sure, watch for, eat all that, daddy Yeah, young'n's, supposed to marry Don't play me close, kept the loot in his boats, he threw the toast at me I wanted to be with him badly Had me like a little nigga, runnin' with wolves, they all glow gladly Heavenly, now he seventy, got rich representin' me He won't throw me no cash, play pool, baby I be like, ooh, no you didn't, baby, get drunk money You'se a slick dude, baby, slip through, baby Yeah, I'm on, makin' records now, I be gettin' money after you gone He's a Don, slick Juan, Marijuan', Don Juan Eatin' Caribbean food, feedin' me wrong Breathe from the tongue, Chef you live Make these niggas realize you gon' be number one [Chorus: n/a (Raekwon)] He's a high roller, he's a shot caller He's a slick talker, he's a big baller (Wise words he spoke to me, look how it's suppose to be)
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