Raekwon
Raekwon - Treasurers songtekst
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[Intro: Raekwon] Hahahaha... ahhhh, do it nigga, there, you should fucking... Fucked up New York Yankee hats on fronting Niggas know Cuban Linx when they hear it nigga Huh... I'm the muthafucking Ali of the game, bitch [Raekwon:] When I sat back and crafted Cuban, it was a classic When you told me you had giant beef, we brought the hatchet What it is niggas, gangstas that live in the grizz' Play the kitchen, coke bagging, this the life that we is What it is, daddy, slow heart stepping, plus repping Blinging necking, our fucking regime, protect it That's right faggots, turning into actresses Niggas is soft, wack, and broke, what packages? Yeah, yeah-yeah, call it how I see it, this is all metamorphic Awkard, walk with the four-fifth This is all crack money, cli-clack, move back homey You will get a quick slap, we rap, not now money What up, what up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces Stay on the end, with dip dodge, play the yard chasing Paper, this is like everyday street caper Me flying offa ya face, yo, you can eat later [Chorus x2: Raekwon] We the treasurers of getting cake, big jewelry swinging Wth the long chains on, my nigga, you know we heavyweights Feds latch on us, we catch amnesias We rich, stay clean, looking, rocking dark caesers [Raekwon:] Nigga Chef back, wood back, he in the good Ac' What's hood, me in your hood, we got the good crack Don't violate me, I hate, I'm like Star and Buc In the morning, I'm mourning, wild on the fake, yo Stay dropping bracelets, cases of Cryst' and Cru' Don't even move duke, take off your shoes We hardbody action packed, keep a baboon The jewels is back, with strappers on, come take it Shoebox with nothing but hash, alotta old ass Wallies is off the meat rack, splash Nigga, Diamond down, moving like China Town Me and forty-five mad real niggas, we light clowns up now [Chorus x2]