Clientele Kidd - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Clientele Kidd - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Raekwon |
| Album | The Lex Diamond Story |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cartagena, Coles, Craemer ... | |
| (feat. Fat Joe, Ghostface Killah, Polite) [Intro: Raekwon] | |
| Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is | |
| Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Word up, blip blip blap blap blap | |
| What up? [Hook x2: Polite] | |
| Who don't know? | |
| They don't know, betta let 'em know | |
| There they go, here we go [Raekwon] | |
| Aiyo Clientele | |
| Kidd Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig | |
| Got rugby's on and 4/5ths | |
| Attractin' them niggaz | |
| I go against, the money was his | |
| One nasty unit of murderers, all type of | |
| Goons'll watch | |
| Then four minutes later they burgulars | |
| I heard from the grapevine mine made it | |
| Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up | |
| And now he's stronger than ever, | |
| Nike jackets and | |
| Classics Go against it and it's instant vendettas | |
| He run things, gun down | |
| Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in | |
| Crib in Africa with two lions | |
| Somethin' like the | |
| Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions | |
| Came back wrapped it up, too sweet | |
| The game is missin' somethin' unique | |
| I put too much to fall back on, | |
| I rather just sleep [Chorus x2: Polite] | |
| CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with | |
| Diamonds C | |
| HEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin' | |
| CHEF! He gave y'all niggaz bricks on consignment | |
| CHEF! To the death and he | |
| Billboard climbin' [Fat Joe] | |
| Yeah uh Yo | |
| Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody | |
| Very rarely you find me without the mini-shotti | |
| Just waitin' for | |
| Rae to give met he cue and you see about 100 | |
| Puerto Rican niggaz shootin' | |
| Get down, lay down, we don't play around | |
| I don't know what you heard but, we don't play around | |
| It's cooked coke, but look, but what the **** happened? | |
| How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'? | |
| Already knowin' that ya shit was trash | |
| Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass | |
| All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap | |
| And you kiddin' me? | |
| I'm literally the epitome of that | |
| Uh, we much better than y'all, | |
| Terre-error the | |
| Squad My niggaz set it when we get in the yard | |
| Whether Marcy or | |
| Comstock, triggers 'pon cock | |
| Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop | |
| What? [Chorus x2] [Ghostface Killah] | |
| Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. (nah) | |
| **** him, get the gasoline tell | |
| Terry to pull the act up | |
| Bring him to | |
| Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass | |
| As lame as he look he ready to cook (yeah) | |
| And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty | |
| The first week we made him eat shit! | |
| Videotaped his wiz and | |
| I ****ed his bitch | |
| Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids | |
| So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam? | |
| Or you in the box laid under the floor? | |
| Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls? | |
| My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my | |
| Scarface walls | |
| Not even Ajax can clean that, | |
| Jack We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact | |
| Finish you off cuz | |
| I'm pressed for time | |
| Your man and 'em will be next to die | |
| Motha****a! [Chorus x2] [Hook x4] |
| zuo ci : Cartagena, Coles, Craemer ... | |
| feat. Fat Joe, Ghostface Killah, Polite Intro: Raekwon | |
| Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is | |
| Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Word up, blip blip blap blap blap | |
| What up? Hook x2: Polite | |
| Who don' t know? | |
| They don' t know, betta let ' em know | |
| There they go, here we go Raekwon | |
| Aiyo Clientele | |
| Kidd Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig | |
| Got rugby' s on and 4 5ths | |
| Attractin' them niggaz | |
| I go against, the money was his | |
| One nasty unit of murderers, all type of | |
| Goons' ll watch | |
| Then four minutes later they burgulars | |
| I heard from the grapevine mine made it | |
| Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up | |
| And now he' s stronger than ever, | |
| Nike jackets and | |
| Classics Go against it and it' s instant vendettas | |
| He run things, gun down | |
| Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in | |
| Crib in Africa with two lions | |
| Somethin' like the | |
| Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions | |
| Came back wrapped it up, too sweet | |
| The game is missin' somethin' unique | |
| I put too much to fall back on, | |
| I rather just sleep Chorus x2: Polite | |
| CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with | |
| Diamonds C | |
| HEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin' | |
| CHEF! He gave y' all niggaz bricks on consignment | |
| CHEF! To the death and he | |
| Billboard climbin' Fat Joe | |
| Yeah uh Yo | |
| Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody | |
| Very rarely you find me without the minishotti | |
| Just waitin' for | |
| Rae to give met he cue and you see about 100 | |
| Puerto Rican niggaz shootin' | |
| Get down, lay down, we don' t play around | |
| I don' t know what you heard but, we don' t play around | |
| It' s cooked coke, but look, but what the happened? | |
| How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'? | |
| Already knowin' that ya shit was trash | |
| Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass | |
| All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap | |
| And you kiddin' me? | |
| I' m literally the epitome of that | |
| Uh, we much better than y' all, | |
| Terreerror the | |
| Squad My niggaz set it when we get in the yard | |
| Whether Marcy or | |
| Comstock, triggers ' pon cock | |
| Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop | |
| What? Chorus x2 Ghostface Killah | |
| Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. nah | |
| him, get the gasoline tell | |
| Terry to pull the act up | |
| Bring him to | |
| Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass | |
| As lame as he look he ready to cook yeah | |
| And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty | |
| The first week we made him eat shit! | |
| Videotaped his wiz and | |
| I ed his bitch | |
| Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids | |
| So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam? | |
| Or you in the box laid under the floor? | |
| Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls? | |
| My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my | |
| Scarface walls | |
| Not even Ajax can clean that, | |
| Jack We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact | |
| Finish you off cuz | |
| I' m pressed for time | |
| Your man and ' em will be next to die | |
| Motha a! Chorus x2 Hook x4 |
| zuò cí : Cartagena, Coles, Craemer ... | |
| feat. Fat Joe, Ghostface Killah, Polite Intro: Raekwon | |
| Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is | |
| Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Word up, blip blip blap blap blap | |
| What up? Hook x2: Polite | |
| Who don' t know? | |
| They don' t know, betta let ' em know | |
| There they go, here we go Raekwon | |
| Aiyo Clientele | |
| Kidd Layin in the crib gettin' ill money, those who 8 hours get gig | |
| Got rugby' s on and 4 5ths | |
| Attractin' them niggaz | |
| I go against, the money was his | |
| One nasty unit of murderers, all type of | |
| Goons' ll watch | |
| Then four minutes later they burgulars | |
| I heard from the grapevine mine made it | |
| Elevate the name up, this gift gotta reign and his game went up | |
| And now he' s stronger than ever, | |
| Nike jackets and | |
| Classics Go against it and it' s instant vendettas | |
| He run things, gun down | |
| Kings, check the joint the kid flyin' in | |
| Crib in Africa with two lions | |
| Somethin' like the | |
| Prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions | |
| Came back wrapped it up, too sweet | |
| The game is missin' somethin' unique | |
| I put too much to fall back on, | |
| I rather just sleep Chorus x2: Polite | |
| CHEF! We designin', rhymin' with | |
| Diamonds C | |
| HEF! Ice Water, it was all in the timin' | |
| CHEF! He gave y' all niggaz bricks on consignment | |
| CHEF! To the death and he | |
| Billboard climbin' Fat Joe | |
| Yeah uh Yo | |
| Don Carta' bomb harder over nearly everybody | |
| Very rarely you find me without the minishotti | |
| Just waitin' for | |
| Rae to give met he cue and you see about 100 | |
| Puerto Rican niggaz shootin' | |
| Get down, lay down, we don' t play around | |
| I don' t know what you heard but, we don' t play around | |
| It' s cooked coke, but look, but what the happened? | |
| How you leave the dope game to persue rappin'? | |
| Already knowin' that ya shit was trash | |
| Breathin' hard on the mic when yo' click is ass | |
| All we tryin' to do is bring dignity to rap | |
| And you kiddin' me? | |
| I' m literally the epitome of that | |
| Uh, we much better than y' all, | |
| Terreerror the | |
| Squad My niggaz set it when we get in the yard | |
| Whether Marcy or | |
| Comstock, triggers ' pon cock | |
| Straight punch in ya lung and you niggaz gon' drop | |
| What? Chorus x2 Ghostface Killah | |
| Yo yo yo shoot him in his mouth.. nah | |
| him, get the gasoline tell | |
| Terry to pull the act up | |
| Bring him to | |
| Rae warehouse, hang him from hooks then skin his ass | |
| As lame as he look he ready to cook yeah | |
| And he pleadin' for mercy, bleedin' from his dome and he thirsty | |
| The first week we made him eat shit! | |
| Videotaped his wiz and | |
| I ed his bitch | |
| Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids | |
| So what hurts more: is it me showin' love to ya fam? | |
| Or you in the box laid under the floor? | |
| Or keep you alive blow torchin' ya balls? | |
| My murder chainsaw, ya bloods on my | |
| Scarface walls | |
| Not even Ajax can clean that, | |
| Jack We need that maintenace man shit that kill that greasy blood on contact | |
| Finish you off cuz | |
| I' m pressed for time | |
| Your man and ' em will be next to die | |
| Motha a! Chorus x2 Hook x4 |
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