Raekwon - Treasurers lyrics

rate me

[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

Meat 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]

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