Intro: [Steele] {Raekwon}
 I had to get some real professionals for the job  son
 {Numero cats}
 Word Up
 Word Up
 {Straight Blazin}
 Blazin thru (x6)
 [Steele]
 Pack mode  time to strike like a cobra
 Poisonous venom thru your system killin' you slower
 Niggaz blowin thru each other
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 You know me son show respect when I'm rockin the ?
 Steam rollin on niggaz  my team straight blowin 'em
 Got em throwin they gunz in tha air like Onyx
 Test the Smif-n-wessun, crew niggaz ?
 [Raekwon]
 Let me warn y'all killaz upstairs, i see all y'all
 heavy like balls, niggaz i might blow y'all
 Your ammo see y'all court block, blowin up ya ammo
 handle gun on the ledge i might blow his hand off
 lookin at you wide like fuck you probably think i'm high
 What, chain around my like bluff, headin for egypt
 hennessey drink, mohaggany gunz
 Trees duck, come out yo shirt
 Buckle knees duck, like a rag nigga, throw some weed up
 It's cassablanca rag throw some g's up
 let's poly slow motion status, bring the keys up
 wonderin runners is lookin mighty feesed up
 right suit bitch FBI throw his gunz up
 [Tek]
 Vegaz money niggaz holdin gunz
 armed for the lift, bustin, pussys up
 yo baby need new shoes and a outfit
 i see ya stick up kidz ya come wit, the dick lick
 swing hit limp from bushwick
 2 hits wit da 2 deck shit
 ya heard about em now open up ya shirt
 and sew the tag see green
 ya double, if ya triple, ya bitch push me
 Chorus: (repeat x2)
 got a poly wit ya crew stickin loot up
 ya big up weight throw ya boots up
 if ya step into da club wit ya gunz up
 puttin pictures on mine ta raze da roof up
 gotta keep it in da fam, check, check it out
 [Steele & Raekwon]
 Minolta flash, gun in da stash
 homin 4 both hats
 tek why ya slap fire out em, hold fast
 bitchez gotta pay da hard way, allah swingin on em
 Like a San Diego Padre
 [Steele]
 You first went da godz way, say lets start way
 Professional marksmen, swimmin like killin sharks
 We leak, feelin heartless
 On point like a dart shit
 Bomb Yo camp If You want this
 Connect With convicts, on some john shit
 [Tek]
 Switch do camouflage, cat get the money in fact
 Go to war like Japan, if you push and do dat
 Keep his movements to 3, when he out in da streetz
 Keep the stash filled with high heat, when drove the streetz
 [Steele]
 Keep the ghetto bashers, when in your crib like 2 mash men
 When I run wit a tek and we ain't askin, we blastin
 Chef wit da extra cannon from Staten
 Rhyme official live, bust caps when makin it happen
 [Tek]
 You gotta make power moves, black gunz & cash rule
 Hold my 8 straight, cuz I been payin dues
 Wave kid from way back tryin to make a mil stack
 when miami money cats will leave you layin down flat
 Chorus (x3)
 raze da roof up, word up (x7)
 guess who's the Black trump (x6)
 Chorus x2