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