[Intro: Raekwon] Yo, aiyo, yeah nigga, what up I can't do this shit!
[Raekwon] Yo, some nights I feel like sticking up Exxon My gun game experience, came from robbing Louis Vitton Cocaine specialist, since nine Age bracket, fuck them O.G.'s up, they started giving me ratchets Get money Diamonds, co-signing all of my check stubs Besides getting money, I grub I had a Kool G. Rap lifestyle, sliding through the Parrot with drugs I'm like a magic with witchcraft, ya'll give a nigga rich cash Blankets, anklets, Gucci shit, switch labs I'm powerful, yo, you know my hour is due Fuck the fifteen minutes, I'mma flower my boo Word to my Nike's that I throw on pose, from here to Hollywood You know I got soul like that Rakim dude Just give me my money, ya'll owe it to me, don't make me blow you for it For real, I'mma show ya'll niggas how to swoll dummies High profile, he keep it macked out, hundreds of little niggas engage with him And he gets down, aiyo you fucking with the best of the year The best whoever did it, no love lost Beside my shorty and child, I'm like a king in an Egyptian center Militant, to play your perimeter, hold wifey now before I get her You know what Wu do, RZA, tell 'em, now we got, Dre in the kitchen, son It's on, Part Two, watch me sell 'em Cuz New York is me, homey, watch me throw the crown in the trash Whoever wore it, ya'll ass, 'member me, Toney, what up, what up You know my gun game's zid up Supplying every borough my cocaine river Flashy always, I'm like four ways, none of ya'll see me fresh I only do it in, project hallways, ya'll all gay Ya'll know it, yes, that's what it be, peace See me in streets, God be there, all day, one
[Outro: Raekwon] I'm out of here, man, fuck that It's on, Part Two, yeah, Part Two Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, I want my money in all fives yo, hahaha Ice Wate, the new and improved Chef Word up, the feist is coming soon, one I'm out of here...
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[Raekwon] Yo, some nights I feel like sticking up Exxon My gun game experience, came from robbing Louis Vitton Cocaine specialist, since nine Age bracket, fuck them O.G.'s up, they started giving me ratchets Get money Diamonds, co-signing all of my check stubs Besides getting money, I grub I had a Kool G. Rap lifestyle, sliding through the Parrot with drugs I'm like a magic with witchcraft, ya'll give a nigga rich cash Blankets, anklets, Gucci shit, switch labs I'm powerful, yo, you know my hour is due Fuck the fifteen minutes, I'mma flower my boo Word to my Nike's that I throw on pose, from here to Hollywood You know I got soul like that Rakim dude Just give me my money, ya'll owe it to me, don't make me blow you for it For real, I'mma show ya'll niggas how to swoll dummies High profile, he keep it macked out, hundreds of little niggas engage with him And he gets down, aiyo you fucking with the best of the year The best whoever did it, no love lost Beside my shorty and child, I'm like a king in an Egyptian center Militant, to play your perimeter, hold wifey now before I get her You know what Wu do, RZA, tell 'em, now we got, Dre in the kitchen, son It's on, Part Two, watch me sell 'em Cuz New York is me, homey, watch me throw the crown in the trash Whoever wore it, ya'll ass, 'member me, Toney, what up, what up You know my gun game's zid up Supplying every borough my cocaine river Flashy always, I'm like four ways, none of ya'll see me fresh I only do it in, project hallways, ya'll all gay Ya'll know it, yes, that's what it be, peace See me in streets, God be there, all day, one
[Outro: Raekwon] I'm out of here, man, fuck that It's on, Part Two, yeah, Part Two Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, I want my money in all fives yo, hahaha Ice Wate, the new and improved Chef Word up, the feist is coming soon, one I'm out of here...
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