AZ

AZ - Doe or die (RZA remix) lyrics

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(feat. Raekwon the Chef)

[Raekwon]

This veteran's charge, soon to have a whiley garage

Yea, demand the land, I want a jet black discovery recovery, big time

See when you, when you start fuking wit my shit like that

You're taking on a natural high see what I'm saying

Shit is natural (yea no doubt) shit is like baking a cake

Know what I mean, like squeezing a hand joint (word up design, designing)

Know what I'm saying, Doe or Die style kid, the remix

[Both]

Yo, yo I roll wit brothers who puff dust lust plus

A + conniving cash you can't trust

Yo, these avalanche rock throwers, granola holders

Style is steady ready like a military soldier

Wu Killa Bee plus Sosa, AZ

Two SC's, Doe or die style, let's see

Yo, the track's banging like an armaretta shake son

Take some, 50 on whatever we make son

[Raekwon]

Yo now let me show you how my whole team operate

Cooperate, tie you up, drop you on the Tri-state

What up, my whole style is camoflage

The veteran's charge, bagging all these shorties up in sport cars

When we react, it's like Mafia, keep jims rocking ya

Czechoslovakia, Khadafi the diamonds

What soulsa La costra da nostra

Snap a flick of this Chef, double exposure

[AZ]

Who's the wickedest, street officialist, Guess, Gortex

Lex is the crispiest, ice the vidiculous

Peep and look, the unexplainable'll keep ya shook

High illism, the realism got you hooked

So let's lay law cause only fat cats play raw

Let this ?a pour? 'cause taking his paper's all I claim for

The resurrection 86 cartel connection

Raid your section, el's twist to a perfection

[Raekwon]

Primetime, genuine, shine, Lex seat recline

Yo, Vine, he ran up on me wit a nine, he's mine

I won't play, Gamma ray spray Rae, he tried to pray

He threw a grand away, yo, I plan a day to drive his land away

Doe or die, right, light up the time my ?feet? was gear high

Showing love to niggaz on the inside

[AZ]

Black supreme, high king, mine shine like high beams

We be that Don ?queen? seems you take time in a hygiene

My line ?queen?, Italian gator, boast made of fiend

Check the Firm team, names internationally reign

Triple X large, duplex wit a garage

Gold Express Cards plus enuff sex to bless the Gods

So let's play, catch me in a Motown Cafe

Cap on half way, sipping OJ and ?cram on lye?

Doe or die way, ?corosea

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