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    Raekwon

    Smith Bros.

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [Intro: Raekwon]
    Take it back 1993, '94 or something
    Yeah, runnin' through the stairs and shit
    Trynna to get to the roof
    Narcotos is on, some other shit
    [Chorus 2X: Raekwon]
    My niggas won't stop til we straight, select bigger gates
    We won't stop until we buyin' estate, yo
    Pull out them burners and front, where I'm from
    Better shoot something, if not, niggas won't salute nothing
    [Raekwon]
    Corner filled chains and Gucci glasses
    The was the era when we flipped all the shh, on the store, splashed it
    Had Dominicans runnin' and eatin' steak and cheese sandwiches
    They in the back, braggin', the fifth slut
    Fuckin' with a few niggas nieces, take it back when we would
    Rock for a leases and stand on the speakers
    I got the shit locked, I'll battle you, you, you and your whole gridlocked
    Little shit, supported the beef
    Fly Pierre couldn't tell me nothin' with a brand new beard
    Couldn't wait, but kept survivin' the years
    We sold crack daily, crack mad bailey's, crack faces and skulls
    Sit back, watchin' the mack, twist carefully
    It was them horrifyin' times, spit dimes
    Police sneak up, I hope he know the time, get mine
    Just livin' the ghettos, where we suppose stand loyal
    But the game'll get you trapped when it's time, yo
    [Chorus 2X]
    [Raekwon]
    The year's 1990, everybody grimey
    Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's
    Young shorties be gettin' their bread, haunted by Jamaicans
    Them niggas had their corners on red
    Map the laws, runnin' cards, playin' bars
    Mask the coke in the cars, twist the gan', mad, crackin' cigars
    Smokin' through Queens, bitches stealin' Guess jeans
    Get the scope on our stars, little did we know, we folow they dreams
    Now we get around in live limosines, flash stacks in cuisines
    Combat, get to smackin' the fiends, just max for a minute and lean
    All the shit for the moment, slick omens, my opponents would scheme
    We were shot downtown, hit trains, buy cables and remain
    The illest villains, walkin' in spots
    Playin' the corners, baby, vision or not
    Said yo, and when it's on, we gon' rep and rock, nobody call the cops
    [Chorus 2X]
    [Raekwon]
    Where all the major swingers, yo
    Where all the live fresh, came home, up state livin' fly rangers
    We rep them niggas and we love 'em
    Sons, we hug 'em, they make it home and be gone in a week
    That's some letters, all my niggas live together
    Baby yellin' whatever, we all write in hands, nothin' but creeps
    Hold me down, love, I'll hold you fatter
    Watch me catch both of these actors, it's Ice Water throwin' hits in the cling
    Bloodhounds is on you, goons is beamin'
    Take it to the team to team, plot thing, blew you a bean
    It's just a young poor hustlers thing
    But your gun got a ring, if you gonna live like a young kid
    [Chorus 2X]
    [Outro: Raekwon]
    Too all them killas and the bank robbers
    This is another, another, Smith Bros. production
    Production, it's Lex Diamonds, muthafucka
    You know what time it is
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