Raekwon The Chef

Raekwon The Chef - Wu - Gambinos lyrics

rate me

Intro:

And in our line of workwe need all the help we can get

Tony wind is the namehe works for a drug ring in central america

Who wants to kill him?

No informationsay yes or no

One point five million

Alrightyou get what you want -- money's no object

They're all cleanno serial numbersuntraceable

And there are explosive head bulletsin the clip

[raekwonghostface(method)]

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo-yohere come the cop man

Yo starks come herecome here sun

Come here for a minute!

Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up

Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking soda

Yo yo yo get your fuckinyo this made of glass nig!

Get your big adidas off my moms table man!

Get the fuck off it man.

Yo just chill manpass the cristal man.

Niggaz is greedy mandamn.

Big ass shits.

Yo man you ain't smoking none of that weed in here man.

Chill man.

Bobby steels

Somebody go to the store man

Sup kid?

Get that baking soda.

(yo!) let's cut the pie five ways

(noodles) we came off with two mil kid

Fast (rollie fingersno doubt coming through)

La cosa nostra

(johnny blaze!)

(lou diamonds!)

Represent kid.

(tony starks)

Universal frontier

(original blood claat bad bwoys)

Chorus: method man

Who come to get you? none. they want guns!

I be the first to set off shitlast to run

Wu roll together as one

I call my brother sun cuz he shine like one

Verse one: method mana.k.a. johnny blaze

Check it

Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties

Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty

Fuck a nigga hottiethat whole pussy probably

Burn like the deserts of mogabifor real

Ain't nuttin fraudulent herewe pioneer

Commandeer a new frontierthis be the wu yeah

Thirty-six chambers of fearhuhyou lost it

Information leakin out your faucetshmmmmm

Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground

There's a new sheriff in town holdin it down

It's the two holstershit shot smoker

Wanted dead or alivebounty on the poster

Wild in the westa student of my culture

And life is the testhold up

Let a nigga catch his breathwe still payin dues

And the last one is deathback to the essence

With that shit you stressinthis rap profession

Now peep ticalthe son of the shaolin

Isle plus my stylecriminology pays

The last times and daysjohnny fuckin blaze

Verse two: raekwon the chefa.k.a. lou diamonds

This goes for niggaz who know

Wu will grow like llelloley no

Plus coolin in barbados

Ricaans be givin me much shitthe dutch shit

Stay cool papiseize it with enough shit

Back at the lab acrack's bagged up

Yo niggaz act upwhat blow up the workers if they hafta

Senoritasfuckin up a storm buyin guards margaritas

Suckin his dickup in the whip long

Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas

Them niggaz up in height figures bitin niggaz

Silks wally-wear finger rolled chain yeah

Jakes beware black rap millionaires

Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year

One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah

[meth]

Wu roll together as one

I call my brother sun cuz he shine like one

Verse three: rzaa.k.a. bobby steels

Solid gold crown is shinin

Solid goldcheck it sun yo

Solid gold crown be shinin and blindin like some diamonds

I be pioneerin the style in the cloud with silver linings

Double breastedbullet proof vestedwell protected

The heart the rib cage the chest and solar plexus

Castin stonescrackin two-hundred and six bones

And watch yo' ass get blown to a sea of fire and brimstone

How dare you approach it with dim pones

The overfiend like noah bean green souls with a soldier mean

The grand exquisite imperial wizard oh is it

The ryzarector come to pay your ass a visit

Local bio-chemicaluniversal giantthe black general

Lickin shots to davy crockett on the bicentennial

Happen millenium two thousand microchips two shots of penicillin

Goes up your adrenalin son it's time for boutin

It's a mileage resemblin niggaz who like followin

Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the bottle

Verse four: master killer

God steppin forth upon holy down of the track

It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack

So I decided to bite down on the mic

So the pain of the track won't deny the fact

That I'm the masterfor what lurksis an expert

That hurts the individual who tries to visual-ize under

Cuz I strikelike thunder

Niggaz couldn't stand my heatit's unbearable

My wisdom fucks up your respiratorial

Systems are fractured by the killa tactics

Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged

Enter the entitymy vicinity

Is three hundred and sixty degrees of humidity

Represent the school of hard knocks and glocks my

Clan is hoss and got mad moss for blocks so

Feel the force of impact from the iron side of

The gat as I attack the track

From the blind side of the packstarks pass the chrome

Watch a nigga get blown out his muthafuckin dome

Piecedeceasedlaid to rest

Chorus

Verse five: ghostface killera.k.a. tony starks

Yoaiyyo I got to serve them my waymove give me room

Holdin up your saloonclean sweeplike a broom

Full moons make me howl like a wolf outta breath

Sold only new vocal cords I heard genius on gef

So step backto the lab athigh velocity

My teammateenhance cells well like a pharmacy

Fuck horado pablos plan growas bravo

Goodfellas we knowbest sellas become novels

The man rockin head bandssilk scarves and jams

Early 80's british rockplayboysmocksand shams

The laser beam vocalist does well at symphonies

Bad dayswatch me snatch ice right outta tiffany's

Remember them kids that came off with 8 million

Robbed the brinks and I labelled in royal pavillions

Them flower heads must have been stupid

Tell me how the fuck black niggaz get caught wit all that loot kid

That's jet moneyundaground money

Submarines and rings too bad you fucked up dummies

Cosa cosacome on...

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found