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Aiyo, Shallah, what up? (Yeah, you know how we do it)(Turn me up, kid, let's get it popping) |
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Crazy, let's go get 'em killa (Yo Dre, good looking on this coke, man)(This shit is official)[Raekwon:] |
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Aiyo, it's back to business, making them diskettes, pushing sixes |
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Rocking wild animals on jackets are sickening |
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Hear me? From here to |
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Rockaway to |
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Cali, we flipped this |
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Broad day, |
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Chef'll saute, his lyrics is crispy |
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Now I got |
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Dre up in the kitchen, |
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Rae stuck in position |
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Bout to flame broil his coke and get busy |
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What? Politics, pop collars and drive violent whips |
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Stay fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, honor it |
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Sit back, yelling it's nothing, unless his buttons get pressed |
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We don't stress nothing, we only get dressed |
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Stretched out, moving professional, frying more fish |
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I heard it in slurs, them niggas is blessed |
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While we ball to the maximum, give me the floor, for real |
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I show off and let my money get stretched |
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Take it to a new level, new bezzle, few rebels |
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Few wolves with medals on, you know we get test[Chorus: ~Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)~] |
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Me, nigga, me, that's who, |
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Cash Rule(Hah, better slow it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh) |
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Me, nigga, me, pass through, rascals(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them track suits, black, come on) |
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Me, nigga, me, capsules, birds, whips |
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Ounces and fifths (no licking the glass, duke, yeah) |
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Yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yeah (yeah) |
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I'm here, so it's there, yea-yea-yea-yeah, yeah[Busta Rhymes:] |
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Here comes the, a lethal presentation taking you places you never been |
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Deadlier than the combination of coke and heroin |
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I see the weakness in most of you niggas that be hollering |
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So I toned it down, so these words be piercing your lower obdomen |
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What I meant to say abdomen, keep on listening and following |
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While I'm ditecting a |
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German, hateful niggas, chicks be swallowing |
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And if you look funny to me, and there's a problem then |
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I put you under an ultraviolet light or a halogen |
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As if I was busy deciphering counterfeit dollars and |
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Hoes in like some kind of |
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Biblical figure, |
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King Solomon |
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Hah, just for the record, what we do is essential |
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While I captivate the masses and keep the moments eventful |
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Doc Dre, Bust, |
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Shallah Rae, see the vision? |
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Most you niggas still in disbelief, just came into fruition now |
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Pop the cork up off this bottle and you pour it |
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So euphoric, document this moment, shit is so historic[Repeat Chorus:][Raekwon:] |
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King of kings spit blood, all on my apron |
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Wash a nigga face with the mack, smoke 'em like |
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Steak-umm's |
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Yeah my dynasty's brolic for real, we hunt |
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E, catch the rat |
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Blow his waist, float in the stream |
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You know we all-pro with it, anti auto-tune |
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Boom, my flow fire, sit by the stove, hit it |
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Real niggas, official as listeners, gangstas and visitors |
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Step in the shit, we all prisoners |
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Might take the hammer from you, know |
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I'm the animal |
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Rock a spur fur hat, no niggas in sandals, boo |
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Everyday get money and dress rugged, these are the times |
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Keep a nine on you, blow off in public |
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And I will surely feed my niggas the streets |
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Cop the hottest things to get, and haters they can eat and then preach |
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And while it go down, worldwide, this the team, this the theme |
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Me, Dre, Rhymes, my money makers is mean, what?[Repeat Chorus:] |