積分

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Raekwon
Raekwon
Stimme und Gesang
Method Man
Method Man
Stimme und Gesang
Ghostface Killah
Ghostface Killah
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Selwyn Dajuan Bougard
Selwyn Dajuan Bougard
Songwriter:in
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter:in
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter:in
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
4th Disciple
4th Disciple
Produzent:in

歌詞

[Verse 1]
(Money) Shake them ****
[Verse 2]
Scary hours, no money out, smash the Guinness Stout
Play the outfield, Lucille, switched cracks on shields
She's a rich fiend, sacrifice her ram shift them **** to Queens
Guess jeans she charged thirty-five beans
[Verse 3]
Hit the cell phone, regulate with well known Tone
A Wally kingpin who also slam the strike edition
What up? Corleone smoke the bone, Tone phone me
What up? He tried to slang there, address him with chrome only
[Verse 4]
Grady with the gray beard, trasportin' for him
Rockin' Nike Air, Rastafarian bird, pipin' that
Switchin' Benzes, ten carat **** with gold lenses
Frontin' like he's sittin' on a lump, he's sittin' on junk
[Verse 5]
You wanna pull a heist, draw guns and robberies
You wanna rock rep, step in yellow wallabies
Names arraigned, they're Century Fox, little Glocks
Them **** with stocks, wheelyin' blocks
[Verse 6]
Rich lifestyle, spoiled like an ordinary white child
But right now, sun, it still shine, shed light now
Breakdown, liquidate God, fuckin' grab the nickel plate
Spencer for Hire, tension when we mention Dryer
[Verse 7]
He's a slave cop, behave pop
Blue suites who bay stop us below that at the Purple haze spot
[Verse 8]
I remember sticking fiends at the one-six-ooh
When we was starvin', duckin' five-oh, payin' 'em dues
Times is hard in the slums I'm from, they got us barred in
We warrin' and cage dodgin', rippin' and robbin'
[Verse 9]
Got the NARC sabotagin', slippin' cracks in
Your camouflagin', now you snitchin' on the squadron
That's somethin' **** can't pardon, city overrun by
Young gun with bad intention and Wu-Wear garment
[Verse 10]
So I see no need to mention the potency
Of a sting from a killa bee, kickin' the battery
Out the back of them wisecracks
Distorted for your get high, you hijack
[Verse 11]
These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine
This the year of the grimy ****, ragtime
Keep these **** on the run, peep my clan emblem
Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin' from
[Verse 12]
Catch us swimmin' with these sharks now, you rap villains
We feel the same way you feelin', let it be known
(I feel the same way you **** feelin', let it be known)
What the blood clot you **** dealin', you crash dummies
Cash rules, still don't nothin' move but the money
[Verse 13]
Ay, yo, strong arm that kid right there with wavy hair
Billy Johnson snatched him out his whip in Times Square
Took his Pumas, nameplate, dude lost weight
Summer '88, started a fight, that can't wait
[Verse 14]
Ask Dorothy, same kid pussy up in Marcy
Blazin' that Ted Rossi up in The Marquees
He lost like a hundred ounces, Jake rushed his houses
Had him on the porch, ass no trousers
[Verse 15]
This souped up, individual stuck, the new stuff
Same kid cryin' on the stand with Judge Kuffner
Kissed him with odd numbers, three to nine style
Before he left, fe flashin' his face like Denzel
[Verse 16]
Richard Dale took his beaver, Un-threw up all in this whip
Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater
His shape-up was all fucked up, Heze had em laughin'
God, you see how he was laid out in the grass
[Verse 17]
With dirt in his mouth, Slim woke him up, told him he wild out
Blood leakin' from his teeth, he smiled like he gummed out
Big bolo, stackin' his shit, financed a Volvo
He bopped his shit from a small coffee shop in SoHo
He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the Lower East
Written by: Selwyn Dajuan Bougard, Wu-Tang Clan
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