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