Shhh, I my people callin me, "where is he? is he where is he? Where's the " I'm layin low, with ammo Set for mode, ask your man though Who raps rhymes hold it steady - a pilot in the cockpit Parrish go out - nah that's bullshit On another nigga for to take mines, catch the flatline Comin through time to breathe on the Airtight, no to stall, you tell me..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
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"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the now" -> raekwon
Some say the wu fly, a rap star? A nigga who get props and he's like radar Can't fake moves - people at cha Twenty-four oh seven - slip and gat cha Snatch that behind up - clip that ass with Jail cell for the who like to get rough And niggaz get rough, cause in beef we trust man damn kid you smokin angel dust I'm snatchin props, blastin niggaz like Catch the speed-knot, tryin to mic mic doc hobbes - I told you I roll with the hit squad Stomp the gobots But some niggaz hearin me so I make it clearer see You can't fade the nigga who flips words - swayze And 5000, still housin, I'm out an'..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
So turn this mic off so I can kick the wicked Type of shit, that make niggaz grab clips But hold it - cause a jail cell's bullshit Must grab the - no time to be slippin jack The done shifted - niggaz can't see that But some do - and they make power Playin for life - can't lose, too many dues Mayday, in the game everyday to find a better way Yet the world slippin So I keep movin not to lose an' Big up to all posse plus crips and in Every ghetto - keep your shit And if they ask you seen ? "hell no" ..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->