[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Raekwon)]
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Yeah... mm-hmm, yea... yea...
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Yea... (what is it lord?) yo
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[Ghostface Killah (Raekwon) {both}:]
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Shootout in Stechman's, fire in the city {a block away}
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(One of Rick shots hit Missy)
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The reason why he did it, his tank {was on E}
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(Crib got raided and lost) {about three}
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Fifty in gear (ten in silverware) another sixty
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{That was married to his neck, arm and ear}
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Just got divorced, Stephanie left him for a ball player
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Took the kids and moved to Georgia
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(Should I be as a man-thinker, for every action) There's a re-action
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Seeing his case, he started spazzing
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Gamma len in my only Clark, green and yellow God-God
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(Size nine Magic, show face, fucking with stars)
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Craig Mack blowout, braided (You got the new shit son?)
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Bet he find a way {to out date it}
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(Timberland mineral was rusted, man made corruption, taylor made producton)
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He had a seed in a Wally jumper, Ronny Bump nephew
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Butt ass, balled up in a corner in a comforter
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Paulette was his main wiz, she guzzled 99 bananas
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Squeezing niggas dicks {in front of cameras}
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(Light skin Lil' Kim, Chanel grim) One nigga hitting that
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(This the shit that rich niggas dreamt
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Rick brother Pazone'll be home, estimate 30 days, brolic arm) Fresh out the cage
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{Do the story seem intriging? When P come home
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Will he have all these niggas mouths bleeding? }
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[Chorus x2: Raekwon]
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The young black, travel to mix, we open eyes on a disc
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Try to resist, reviving the rich
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Airbrush money when we walk, most highly paid Cheeba hawk
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Checking how he walk, tell a story lord
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[Raekwon (Ghostface Killah) {both}:]
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Went down like Wednesday, Lounge gave a party at the way
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{Seen armor truck money, everybody pay}
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Niggas in the back watching, everything butter scotch
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Kelly ass, bet if they dead it, it's watch
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(Moving with the New Hampshire niggas) Ride them, catering
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(Sleeping with them) {sneaky ass wizzes}
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(Guess who appeared out the blue? Stark Drizzling)
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Stood Pazone, laying in the Ac' with two women, how his whip look?
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(The shit look dressy) Bend up vest piece (you know how his vest be)
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Lavender bird, two inch beak, parakeet
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Name Unique, who knew the 1 to the 40 in a week
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12 o'clock on the diz-nock, we went to check the moon out
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{Vibes I'm getting, I have to clear the room out}
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Took his hat off, spiral (Used to be my idol)
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{Thirty inch telephone} (Lip to his eyeball)
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Playing a Bob mood, just answer out his pocket
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{Real heavy} (Like he bought his rings from Liberace)
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Had his parrot with him, Unique, you see these niggas fronting in here?
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(Yo P, they pussy, with one gun in here, the music stop)
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{Bitches drop} Shit jumped off by the bathroom
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{Aiyo, oh shit, that's Sasoon}
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(P jumped up, grabbed his ratchet, felt sorry for him
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First shot was I'll, clapped his parrot)
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Blew him off son shoulder, so many feathers had the club coughing
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{That's when Pazone lost it! } (He wigged out, crying, spit out
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He's living like Dead Presidents, real life, he's letting it out)
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It was a shotty that murdered pop
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Guess who did it? {The slick young bitches on the stock}
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[Chorus x2]
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The Young Black
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Raekwon |