Raekwon

[fox69]

"Respect Power"

"Respect Power"


[Intro: Raekwon]
What's up Big Chris?
Goin to the store to get the papers. [echoes]
Got ya, a little love on this one here.
Huh! [laughs] Word on. Word on.

[Chorus 1: Raekwon]
Commerical rap niggaz get they domes smacked outta
We tired of these earthlings acting like they cowards
When you fuck up, we gettin down for ours
Coast 5 million niggaz, sky 'em like twin towers

[Raekwon]
Hennessey, dick kisser
Slang lord, verbal pain commissioner
Light fire to names, dame sizzler
Multi, 40 karat bow tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
with loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
Rock rocks, delight exchange like stocks
Bars made like Comstock, dead man's glock
Holdin name down, spit a 100 in change now
Range spin out, damn check The Weather Channel
Throw the Gilligan on, just strain now, smack lames down
Fuckin with checks, throw the ringer on and blink out
Link out, how the fuck this money come up short?
What? You sniffed a half a quart?
Dart designer, emblem blow, seat recliner, rewind
Black caught an old timer, gold miner
Spread love to golden glove, foamed up
Blood, hibernatin with snubs, never rock Lugz
Chill, run tracks like Harriette Tub'
Bugs, spit cum all in ya girlfriend's mug
Motion picture novel, Donna giones' third brother
What? Bout to buy estate floodin with clubs
Wrapper around me, what's in my lap could seem astoundin
Broke, but with no hands gone, sleep but soundly
It's cold water, rotti tried to drown me
You and ya boys surround me
Meet the sleeper, static-free Downy
Slang, wildin up, the nigga found me
Sick gowns, rock a sick gown, 4-5th brown
Ready to pop shit now
The Earth spinnin like a windmill
Workin ya swords, get ya link down
Hit down, cavalry ain't shit now
Valerie, number one asian, ancient from the pink cows
Now we know how the fuck you think now
Take off a nugget ring and think how
Bullet tank out

[Chorus 2: Raekwon]
Commerical rap niggaz get they domes smacked outta
We tired of these earthlings acting like they cowards
When you fuck up, we gettin down for ours
Coast 5 million niggaz, sky like twin towers
Cowards, you gonna learn to respect power
We burn by the hour, one burst the remmy got us

[Raekwon]
Crank shit, Shawshank Redemption scholar
Roll up, based on dollars, baseball hat, big collar
Chill, watch everybody crowd us, we bout it bouters
Rockwilders, rockin swim towelers
Burst the 45 power, skate across the Isenhower
Kangol, 50 iguana, nugget trimmed, ice down iguana
Split it in half, holdin my anaconda
Black Marizana, true Don daughter, hide-out
Stashed in Ghana, guns about the size of ya mama, select drama
Trauma rap, birds fall asleep, Ghana
Caeser czar, come out ya rap par'
Fiddle with y'all car

[Chorus 2]

[Outro: Raekwon]
Once burst the remmy out us...
Once burst the remmy out us...

 

[fox69]

"Revory (Wraith)"
(feat. Ghostface Killah & Rick Ross)

"Revory (Wraith)"
(feat. Ghostface Killah & Rick Ross)



[Verse 1 - Raekwon:]
Bubble Goose, smokin' bubble kush
The Uzis is navy blue, a couple coupes
Satan around, stackin' suckers, save the truce
Mansions before these niggas, we done, we deucin'
Crackin' fish in the Ritz Carlton, take a piss
69 floors up, sparklin' Cris'
Moneybags stacked in duvet sheets
Few strange freaks follow the Wraiths
Walk through the gates, nigga
Pyrex Cubano connection
New York Mexicans, they call us the team for smugglin' wet shit
The Al Pacinos of rap, yep, they planned it with me
Pass the baguette, gold Louis phone, hand it to me
Raised a million champs, this is our civilian's lamp
Furless sweats, stay in jets, kill a billion camps
Pussy niggas get strangled fast
Still I'm cool on the fast, rockin' the grill of glass
Desert boot on, countin' a million cash
This is all I ask for, love is fair war, let's build the masses
Sittin', boat sailin', scenic routes, catch the quotes
Young, armed and dangerous [?] couple posters
I'm like known in a couple coasts
Rae and Ghost, familiar with us? Raisin' ghosts

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross:]
I'm hearin' how these niggas plottin'
Madame sleepin' on Egyptian cotton
Miles Davis vinyl still spinnin'
I've been to Freaknik, I've been livin'
You see the Bentley and we smokin' in the parking lot
Contract killers so we rarely talk a lot
Guiseppes and my weapon when you see me steppin'
10th grade education with a MAC-11
The definition of a renaissance
Twice a day I change watches, chains and the charms
Tatted on my back, chest and my palms
Then it's me and Diddy, dice games at the Palms
Blew a mil' in cash just to let the bitches watch
Take her down to the lobby, get the bitch a watch
Tinted windows, smokin' with a screw face
Black hoodies on, bullies think it's Wu-Tang
Barry White blarin' in the white Benz
Runnin' like I had a curly perm back then
It's Rozay and I'm 40 up
Pink Belaire in a nigga's cup

[Verse 3 - Ghostface Killah:]
Ayo jumpin' out the shower, jewels on, heated up
Fluffy Polo towels in Melbourne, gettin' it
Hands is ashy, cash keep comin', dice hand like Lil Poo
Young god bowlin' with thunder
Bettin' bricks out at the Knicks came with Cubans from Biscayne
Burnin' the Castro cigars with a big flame
Godfather coats and hard bottoms
Everything down to cribs, hoes and gear, we got 'em
It's the lean team, Medellín chains
Shop niggas like fresh fruit, like old grand earth, can of green beans
We'll cut you and you and you, nigga
This is me, Rae and Wraith, box cutters on cruise, nigga

 

[fox69]

"Rich & Black"
(feat. Nas)

"Rich & Black"
(feat. Nas)



[Sample:]
And regardless to how much power you have
When God sends prophets and messengers
They don't care nothing about your power
Because they come from THE power

[Nas:]
Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst blunder
Feds tapped the number
Jury Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate
Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, pinky ring
Watch ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my niggaz that's livin'
You guessed it, models, y'all keep 'em if they anorexic
Love 'em but can't trust 'em
Hate 'em but won't bust 'em
Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a custom
Tats of Hieroglyphics, lipstick on the collar
I got more to lose than you do, but I'm a rider
When did the rules change? Y'all livin' trendy on pennies
Meetin' deadlines with ease, no gain
You fire, I'm butane, gave the Timbs ostrich belts
These are the times that I surprise myself
My niggaz lookin' like Black Crowes at packed shows
The don voice stay pristine like I'm still 17

[Raekwon:]
I'm rick, black, African, rockin' a golden mack
Trailing leather Gucci leggings on my back
Willied by some hoodlum in the trench
Rinse these niggaz, 86 gazelles, dicing their defense
Mike Tyson disciple, trifle with my pen, it's a rifle
16 ways to shoot you through your Chrysler duke
Exhalin' with niggaz the jails argue
Bring the best niggaz to the table, I'll sick 4 of my whales on you
Custom wooded speakers rock Elise's
Run from polices, dump on creatures, holidays with preachers
Stainless Steel watches ostrich turtlenecks, Here's the deal
If we can't come in, they can't have the field
Bones ya Sisco, murder instrumentals
Kanye porsche rap, how many horses live official?
I run with generals that flash Uzis in interviews
My shit is deep we fly swimming dude

[Nas:]
Verse 2 gotta be all murder just like the first verse
Timbs yellow like the hair on a Malibu surfer
Yellow like my Harry Winston glistenin' arm B
Yellow like New York City piss stained concrete

[Raekwon:]
That's right yo, who voted toastin' in the wind?
Las Vegas odors, what you know
Leave it right here, we go to the Lotus
Put a package on your head, be promoted
Keys in effect, paying these dumb fuckin' D's offa donuts

[Sample:]
I hate to see you acting like a slave
To get an advance here an advance there
Because somebody else controls your destiny.

[Raekwon:]
I'm rich, black, umbrella calico captain
Wes Craven with a blade and a black
From hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed like informants pics
Ya know we order hits, planes fire, niggaz is sure to get ya
Whether in Costa Rica, Lisa she's sure to twist ya
Eatin chow lo mein with chopsticks, Glocks with aim
Watermelon chips, pop some pain
From all the riches niggaz forcing out they feelings kid
Whether in hallways or boats, now feel us kid
Out in Alaska in the Astons remember my passion
Hungry wolf who never eat in his castle
Bolivian connects wrestlers yea
Chef ambidextrous, quick to back you in like the Lexus shit
Hunted by the FBI, we gracious
More demonstrations shit is tough
Milk it, carnation

[Sample]

 

[fox69]

"Robbery"
(feat. Ice Water Inc.)

"Robbery"
(feat. Ice Water Inc.)



[Intro: Polite (P.C.)]
[whispering]
Eh yo.. eh yo.
[speaking normally]
Ice Water (yeah yeah)
Don't get it twisted
We'll shoot yo' ass, nigga
Haha (P.C., nigga, P.C.)
Y'all mothafuckas got about fifteen seconds to live

[Stumic]
Yo it's a new year, bitch, and I'm takin' over
My whole crew here, bitch, and the game is over
Niggas, talkin' faces, soldier
If rap don't work, get back to that bakin' soda
On the strip tryin' to catch more cake than Oprah
I got clips that'll leave you with ya face on a poster
I talk slick and I'm sprayin' the toaster
Sparkin' shoot outs and start poppin' off shit the way I'm supposed to
You the type to go up North straight scrappin' a sore butt
And ain't nuttin' worse than gettin' shot as soon as you woke up
You got work? I'll be rapin' ya dolja
I'm takin' his pack and breakin' his back and makin' him throw up
Cuz the draft's like a bomb and I'm waitin' to blow up
I'll take cash on ya mom's and turn her frame into donuts

[P.C.]
Yo.. yo.. yo.
Eh yo I'm blazin' hot, never haze or flop
Wanna battle? Name ya price, I'ma raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, I'ma take ya drop
Put ya jewels up, I'ma take ya chain and watch
It's like I hard ball and you, play soft
Just call me the Hitler when I spit about eight off (Adolf)
Shots'll rip ya face off, nigga ya heard me?
Beat you black and blue like a Hitman jersey
P.C. never been known to play games
I spray things that'll re-arrange ya brain
I cock and aim, miss you then pop ya dame
Only reason that I came through's to lock the game

[Chorus: Polite]
Yo it's time to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them dogs come confront you? [barking]
You stand firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?
Yo it's time to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them dogs come confront you? [barking]
You stand firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

[Cigars]
Y'all niggas see me eatin' all of ya plate
Don't give a fuck about ya background shit about the songs you make
And I know you see the draw on the waist
Lookin' stupid with a vest on, these bullets might draw on ya face
They call me Alexander Sean the Great
Cuz ya bitch said she love the way the dick talk all in the cake
I need this bank money, throw me the safe
All these killas involved, the cops'll fuck around and chalk the place
Yo they wonder why we hang with crooks
Shit is take free, not used to money off the books
Broke faggot nigga caught in a juks
I'm a pirate in this rap shit, I leave you niggas off the hook

[Polite]
What the fuck you gon' do when we run in ya crib?
Either we leavin' with the bricks or we gon' leave with yo' kids
And we only got hours to live
So give up the ransom or find they ass up under the bridge
'Lite never been afraid, so keep lookin' niggas
Cuz I'll rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn niggas
Yo this rap game twisted, everybody beefin
Everybody killas now and ain't nobody leakin
Smoke a lot of weed so I don't like to fight
But I might go upside ya fuckin' head with a pipe
Got a bulldog, not only do he bark he bite
Give a fuck about a hood, it ain't safe at night
You fucker!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Polite (Stumic)]
I'm tellin' you, man
Young motherfuckers, man
Y'all niggas is really fuckin' pissin' me off
Who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' fuckin' call when I put this motherfuckin
fo'-fo' long in yo' motherfuckin' mouth, boy?
Haha (Shot in yo' face)
Who the fuck you gon' call?
(Call the cops) Uh-uh, uh-uh

 

[fox69]

"Rock 'n Roll"
(feat. Ghostface Killah, Jim Jones & Kobe)

"Rock 'n Roll"
(feat. Ghostface Killah, Jim Jones & Kobe)



[Intro: Raekwon]
What up, what up?
Yeah... this is another one! Let's go, nigga
Raekwon... turn it up... Shallah, what up
Yeah... all my niggas been waiting for this one
What's going on, man? What is it?

[Chorus: Kobe]
Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoow
We on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
Posted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and roll

[Raekwon:]
Willie Nelson nigga, we run flusty, Crocodile hat
Cowboy rap, hammer game trusty
Diamonds on from Ghana, Boca retire in a yacht
With the middle name Lex, pop my llama
Movies get made in HD, me against your eighty-three
I'm a scout face it, so scrape me
It's nothing you can do with my real niggas
Not the ones I rest my head with, my son a real dude piranha
Yup, two wheel scooters, the new rugers
Floating through the Beverly Center
Counting ten up with my shooter
All of these is high powered, Bob Dylan style, my nigga
Posted up, yeah, front and then master child
Titanium hustler, switch color, most of them rich brothers'll
Hold they own, fuck it and switch numbers
Luggage's, the real shit, who kill shit
Niggas is nothing, blow a blunt and we peel shit, what?

[Chorus: Kobe]
Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoow
We on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
Posted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and roll
Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick Jagger
Yeah, I bet it will blast ya
Now take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
It's some powerful shit!

[Ghostface Killah:]
Yo, everything platinum, even my baggage
You want a platinum rock? Then go see Larry
He got the yellow hat, yellow Maxes Air, looking like me
With a yellow back, pretty long hair
Suck a dick like the wind stepping
With Bobby Brown on speed dial, his ex dial stay on the check-in
I got that Mickey, baby, little mama
I got the bomb, call me Tom Brady
Move like a running back, 21 Tomlinson
Know how to push it back, you should pay homaging
Shit is too potent, make you feel like vomiting
Your black/white birds can give me five like Donovan
Pop the champagne for the illest hustler in the game
I got the Pink Floyd eyes on all day
And I ain't even mention my deals yet
Cause I don't wanna have you freaked out over this real shit

[Chorus: Kobe]
Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoow
We on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
Posted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and roll
Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick Jagger
Yeah, I bet it will blast ya
Now take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
It's some powerful shit!

[Jim Jones:]
Rock star like you Red Hot Chilli Peppers
I can't front this red drop got me feeling extra
I drop the top so I can show the stones
I got the sour so I'm Rolling Stones
I'm popping shit on my mobile phone
I never slip cause I keep the fully loaded chrome
And half my niggas need to stay a fam
That's why we pour liquor for the Grateful Dead (we miss you)
And where I'm from it's either Guns or Roses
And fuck with me, you need a bunch of roses
And lord knows I keep the Led Zeppelin
A nigga front and then we back wrestling
And you can tell when bitches feeling me
We got that white girl, nigga, Sheila E.
Diplomats, we the eagle
We finna be greater than The Beatles, go

[Chorus: Kobe]
Hey, little mama, I got some of that, Bon Jovi, you know me
Have you flying in the air, like you living on a bird, aoow
We on the corner serving that rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
Posted on the corner, with that rock and roll, rock and roll
Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of Mick Jagger
Yeah, I bet it will blast ya
Now take a hit of this rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
It's some powerful shit!

[Movie sample:]
And Brother Chin-Chang, I'm sorry, hehe

 

[fox69]

"Rover Sport"

"Rover Sport"


[Intro: Raekwon]
All that heroin out there, nigga
I can't tell, nigga, what's up
I can't tell you nothing no more

[Raekwon:]
Pull up the Range sport, blow in the back of the trunk
Color sickening, bitches is blunt
Snitches get plucked and popped, cut and chopped, and yo
We generate hoods and hide this gwop
For all the blocks we invading, we be caking & strip naked
I know you wasn't selling by the building, I feel the hating
Dust blunts with heroin, servin up Steak'ems
Shot him by the building, yo, and spit on his laces
Rich niggaz'll rise, more eyes, yo, Busta, what up?
Chilling like we at the 25's out
Night time is vibe, pies get thrown to guys
You fuck up this money, bones is fried
I'ma stay fly, getting paper, sit on a ten acre kitchen
Bout the size of the Ritz at Penn Station, yup
Rich niggaz we spot you, stay genuine, cousin
Do your numbers, fam, regardless, yo, we got you

[Interlude: Raekwon]
Hahahaha... ahhhh, do it nigga, there, you should fucking..
Fucked up New York Yankee hats on fronting
Niggaz know Cuban Linx when they hear it nigga
Huh... I'm the motherfucking Ali of the game, bitch

[Raekwon:]
Nigga Chef back, wood back, he in the good Ac'
What's hood, me in your hood, we got the good crack
Don't violate me, I hate, I'm like Star and Buc
In the morning, I'm mourning, wild on the fake, yo
Stay dropping bracelets, cases of Cryst' and Cru'
Don't even move duke, take off your shoes
We hardbody action packed, keep a baboon
The jewels is back, with strappers on, come take it
Shoebox with nothing but hash, alotta old ass
Wallies is off the meat rack, splash
Nigga, Diamond down, moving like China Town
Me and forty-five mad real niggaz, we light clowns up now

 

[fox69]

"Run (Freestlye)"

"Run (Freestlye)"


[Intro: Raekwon]
Son! Come on, man
Leave them Phillies, man, we out, man, let's go, man...

[Raekwon]
I skated through the back of the building, hit the steps up
Ran up in Kay crib, lay daddy rest
I had to break free, police on me and they FB's
Yelling "I think his name Lex, that's his aunt, freeze"
That's when I hit the window, indo' coming out the back room
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar
Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me
Cab just missed me, plus them goochie frames, foul, that's six fifty
Stop back at suite, them leaf defense slid through my man garden
Yelled out 'pardon', kept it moving, peace
Build be gone, ain't no honor amongst thieves
Please, plus they heard I'm getting parmagane cheese
And I won't stop moving til the metal dig me
Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, y'all need me
That's when it is, what it is, if it's that or the cup
But in the ill gangstas book what they niggaz do is
(Run) That's what it is, what it is, yo
(Run) That's when they try to get biz to niggaz
Gold objects, flying through the projects
Young thugs is ducking, send babies to Spofford

 

[fox69]

"Russian Cut"

"Russian Cut"


[Lord Superb:]
I was blacked out with shades at the wake of my man
He's so grand, Had plans to go legit but couldn't quit
Misfit mentalities lead to death young, Hold your tongue
Don't get strung and fall victim to the street life
For real it's real, Still we blast steel
Write your will cause we will, Kill at will when it's real
Cream Team is the sun's equation, In this nation of free-basin
Crimes we be lacin, Keys get cut like Jason
Lifes we erasin, He got a lead donation at Jay Street train station
In the theater, I saw the drama go on
They actin like it can't happen, I yapped em did you clap em
That's confidential information, I move like Perry Mason
Inside Pappy Mason, Raekwon gave me education
He said it's one nation, Power in his bitch station
Queens was mine like, Fiends was mine
And we ain't pussy, Murder seeds we hot
Never divid, Even if our dreams collide, Ya'll on the other side

[Raekwon:]
Thermometers hot, Shit boilin
The cast of Troy, Gun on my lap boy, Black boys shoot moist
Python linger from the Nike armor
The Prince Charmer, Select big armor now it's horror
Multi, Say it again, We regulate and take your pies
Rae had a mask on and blue eyes
Dirty work technique, Smoother the crime out like jerk meat
Merkin in the burnt three, He hurt me
Wild iris, Slide twist to Cyrus, Benz boat pirates
The ocean blue Nikes on, The livest
Blast sharks, Cliques like Noah's ark with darts
Me, Brush and cut it out in seventeen parts
The blood version, Three hundred rock watch surgeon
Broke, My man hold me, We all hold totes, Bring it on huh
The telethon, Seance, Smooth like suede on a baby arm
All grey on, The hygienic, Grinch list on my wish list
Gettin dusted up, Quick to stick ninety-seven up
There go Meryl Lynch mits, Brownsville bitch
Light the switch, Watch to ice ship, Shallah priceless
Big fish eat little fish faggot, Go head and try to rag it
Me, I just throw it down bag it, We blow holy
Roll a Dutch, Shout out to Power Cypher yeah

 

[fox69]

"Shaolin Vs. Wu-Tang"

"Shaolin Vs. Wu-Tang"


[Kung-fu sample:]
Master!
[Sounds of fighting]
Toad style... hmmph
The Shaolin deliberately tried to use the Lord
To learn our Wu-Tang sword fighting!
The Shaolin would never do that!
Wouldn't you? The Shaolin have always looked down at us
Are you afraid the Wu-Tang would become more famous than you?
You?
So you used your Shaolin poison to set up my master and deliberately frame me!
That's nonsense!
It's not nonsense! I saw it myself!
Nonsense! The Shaolin have nothing to fear from the Wu-Tang but our swordfight

[Intro: Raekwon]
Aiyo! Come on! Let go of the ratchet, son, come on, let's go! Come on!

[Raekwon:]
Villagers, gangstas, pillagers, paintbrush
New whips, blue fifths, Louis Shallah, bitch
Ostrich turtlenecks, the Chef, already reps
Lean off the petty jets, we buy the very best
Outfits, powerful rich, pouncers, camel clips
One bump, two lumps, the shotgun, the new jumps
With flying bird, buying herb, new kick, designer birds
She on, and we up, let's re-up, and free'd up
Jakes hate it, Rae made it, Clientele, we gon' sell
You gon' starve, he gon' jail, night boots, swim with whales
Better snub, surgical leather gloves, never loved
We gon' kill, take it to the Hill, we forever real
Old records, old luggage, you I'll with no rugged
You shoot and we spray, kill off them old buzzards
We love it, can't stand it, you read, the Wu Manual
We found it, stay grounded, we will, we still scrambling

[Kung-fu sample:]
Hold your fire!
You two traitors!
You've mixed the Shaolin and Wu-Tang
No, we have not, it's just that they're the same
That's right, my Lord
You misunderstand our kung-fu work
It doesn't belong to anybody, IT EVOLVES!
Kill 'em!

[Raekwon:]
The wrist lifter, the grave sitter, baby sitter
The jobless, to open the vault, call your sister
The Pyrex, the up in the five, live as Twister
Blunt rolling, only a robe on, some whiskers
Knee slapper, the gat packer, blackjacker
Extortionist, friendly as shit, Bob and Back-lur
Ones folder over the stove, gold rover
The gear dresser, the chop bagger, Marvin Haggler
Rap stabber, eat you alive, gold tarantula
Sixteen paces and shit, hold the heckler
Pimp style, Axel Foley, stolen Rolly
All ya niggas that know me, ya'll owe me

[Kung-fu sample:]
I don't give a damn! Listen
Hahaha, And I'll kill anyone, who dares to go against...

 

[fox69]

"Shark Niggas (Biters)"
(feat. Ghostface Killer)

"Shark Niggas (Biters)"
(feat. Ghostface Killer)



Yeah!
Whoa bad enough they biting lines like niggaz killed me
Yeah
When they came with some Nas, niggaz bit offa Nas shit!
KnowhatI'msayin?
[chuckling]
Word niggaz niggaz niggaz niggaz caught his little album cover move
and then they got wise to that shit
Yeah
I'm like damn what the fuck man?
It's like these happy-go-lucky niggaz man when they get on man
They wanna pop a little, a little champagne
Word like I said
YouknowhatI'msayin? Every few, every time you see em
YouknowhatI'msayin? Like, front on don't fuck with me
Yeah man
You gonna play that role play it though
Yo man, it's like this man, niggaz man
Niggaz know not to fuck around with this shit
I don't give a fuck how nasty they are
Nah son, let me tell these niggaz somethin God
I don't want niggaz soundin like me... on no album!
YouknowhatI'msayin? For real cause I'ma approach a nigga man
For real man, I don't want nobody sounding like me man, for real Son
No doubt
Bad enough nigga, I don't want nobody sound like nobody from my Clan
Man keep it real, get your own shit man, and be original
Word up
That's all man
And you'll be a better man
And you gonna come out on your own
Word up
Whatever how you gonna take it man, fuck it
Word up