| Lyrics: | Intro:
[raekwon]
One for you, one for me
Two for you, one-two for me
Three for
you...
[ghostface]
What? i'll smack fuck out ya
Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the
fuck you think this is man?
Get the fuck up outta here man
[raekwon] so yo matter of fact,
the man is back
[ghostface] think my head is madder than fuckin fire
[raekwon] shit aight,
this ain't even enough burn right here
This ain't enough
[ghostface] fuck it
man
[raekwon] we gonna shoot right over there
And yo them niggaz got the big cream over
there
So just chill
[ghostface] so let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical
kid
Don't play me like i got a flowerpot head kid
Just chill man
[raekwon] on the real
let's go get this money fast son
I know how we gotta do this kid
*shots
fire*
[ghostface] scrungy-head motherfucker
Verse one: raekwon the chef
Lay on
the crime scene, sippin fine wines
Pullin nines on, ufo's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes
closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now
a murder bout
I'm out
My raps play the part like a get smart secret agent
In a maze and,
styles blazin, johnny blaze and tony starks in a daze and
Rhymin, my nigga lou diamond will wrap
it up
We like meth to go and fuck with noodles
Havin them poodles on the lockdown buyin
me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin pharmecuetical
Rap niggaz on dust and wools
Yo, i
told you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it beats parole
So stroll
marvelous, soul controller
Of the whole globe, god damn i got it sewn
And yo, whattup pop,
pop the suitcase high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin building
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