Chopping like a lumberjack, up in the gate
One plate, a rock on the table, moving that flake, yeah
Fiends start hitting my *******t, paranoid
He got the convoy all up in his crib, one ******* sick, ******* it
Let's get this money, got the razor, clack it in my jean jacket
A little scale, some baggies and a mean ratchet
Now I start bagging away, fiends is coming, yo
Took off my *******rt, murked that-a-way
How many you want, like seventeen, *******t's is golden, daddy
Play your part little soldier, better beaming
Now we start blazing the place, coke all on my skin
Eyes is burning, now
I"m wiping my face This *******t's good, right? Best in the town My little Dominican man and them, blessed me Big prices, let me wrestle them down Keys is like twenty a joint, for you, give me fourteen Flood 'em with dimes, and give your *******s joints Suge Knight the building, take the town over, then I woke up It's blood on my left thumb, I bagged over Now I start start casing the crib, bassing (Yo, yo) Eighty a gram, kicked off the PlayStation Now the whole lab is mine, first *******s was lying Mad hundreds start rolling in line Yo, the *******t's love, shakes in a dimensional caps You want sick love, buy like one invincible pack You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back You just a dig-dug, you can't even hit me with facts I just bugged on 'em, played the rug on 'em Two for nine, you my *******, got love for 'em We hit it in the process, ahh yes, and this is destined Flashback to his culture, he Mexican You all that, slick politician with your raw rap You can sell from anywhere to jail, *******, fall back You be sta*******ng *******t all in the mailboxes, all that You just as real as the *******s on the call back [Outro: Raekwon] Yo, son, relax, man, we got a lot of G to choose, son For real, man, here go four more, man, word up, man Go wash your hands, man, word up, man Go pour me some juice or something Word up, man, come see me though, for real, for real Yellowback in rap in here, mutha*******...
Chopping like a lumberjack, up in the gate
One plate, a rock on the table, moving that flake, yeah
Fiends start hitting my *******t, paranoid
He got the convoy all up in his crib, one ******* sick, ******* it
Let's get this money, got the razor, clack it in my jean jacket
A little scale, some baggies and a mean ratchet
Now I start bagging away, fiends is coming, yo
Took off my *******rt, murked that-a-way
How many you want, like seventeen, *******t's is golden, daddy
Play your part little soldier, better beaming
Now we start blazing the place, coke all on my skin
Eyes is burning, now
I"m wiping my face This *******t's good, right? Best in the town My little Dominican man and them, blessed me Big prices, let me wrestle them down Keys is like twenty a joint, for you, give me fourteen Flood 'em with dimes, and give your *******s joints Suge Knight the building, take the town over, then I woke up It's blood on my left thumb, I bagged over Now I start start casing the crib, bassing (Yo, yo) Eighty a gram, kicked off the PlayStation Now the whole lab is mine, first *******s was lying Mad hundreds start rolling in line Yo, the *******t's love, shakes in a dimensional caps You want sick love, buy like one invincible pack You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back You just a dig-dug, you can't even hit me with facts I just bugged on 'em, played the rug on 'em Two for nine, you my *******, got love for 'em We hit it in the process, ahh yes, and this is destined Flashback to his culture, he Mexican You all that, slick politician with your raw rap You can sell from anywhere to jail, *******, fall back You be sta*******ng *******t all in the mailboxes, all that You just as real as the *******s on the call back [Outro: Raekwon] Yo, son, relax, man, we got a lot of G to choose, son For real, man, here go four more, man, word up, man Go wash your hands, man, word up, man Go pour me some juice or something Word up, man, come see me though, for real, for real Yellowback in rap in here, mutha*******...
