Ft. Raekwon
Up in the aqueduct, counting paper, bread up
Slave, on, fresh as a panamera scarer
Goose, yo, 300 rose on my watch, 600 on my,
I won't stop, come out, it's the woods we found,
Jungle scramblers, stolen scanner, playing backgammon for crack, hammer
A back, we don't be playing like that, floss a firestarter
When niggers walk, plastic bulletproof, rougars
Crougars we the winners, rock a thick sweater in the guiness
, rockets in our pockets, fly hundred dollars sneaks on skinny jeans
Is you stupid
Cupid arrow poison pissing that pistol with your mama
Your cute little dog you're piranha
Hey yo Ray, what's the deal, that's one shot
We can have it all, bring it in ourselves,
then cut them off like the catalog
Move, back in the day, like it's, with the alcohol
What's the status,, quarter,
Top them down, any town, we get cabbage from
When the marriage won, I was celebrating in Paris drunk
Marc, cigars Cubans,, on the roof, they sharp shooting
, was running that shit, was smart moving
Start suiting,
Seat back, my man murk you for a g pack
Keep working the park, I ain't turbo with your sky,
Laying pool side, rolling purple of the relax
Purple label to roll, welcome home my nigger e black, Vado.

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