[Chorus 2X: Raekwon]
Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the white man
A steady act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache nigga
Money was long, and plush hat, shit cost nine thousand
Picture me in the housing, serving much crack
Cat look at me, I`m real, lobbin` on the field
For real, I shot niggas shakin` their hands, I`m ill
Damn, one of them business man`s
I just seen `em murk a nigga, but he jerked him at the same time
(That`s fam.. (Polite: oh shit))
[Raekwon]
That`s fam, one of those Columbians who got money
One of those niggas might try to get up on me
Yo, damn, I need to eat, and I`m a man
I`m a stand up, nigga, I`mma handle when I`m makin` my plan
Pop, I`ll take two hundred bricks, hit me
One helicopter had the super bungalo with the van
All ill technology to watch if I ran, he only gave me
Woody gave sixty eight other black mans
[Interlude: Polite]
Now.. if Pa-Blow would`ve kept it gangsta
None of this shit would`ve never happened
[Raekwon]
Now the DEA was on his ass
Slick Saucony`s on, big homey takin` a blast or somethin`
Handsome big niggas around him
Surroundin` him with big glasses on, drinkin` on lances, fam
Most them niggas fastin`
Cuz when he fed niggas after that, pussy and grass
Had made backs, eight labs, his date was Miss Mass-
Achusetts, Cap eatin` fruit, tongue in his ass
You can`t fuck with the cartel, you barked at it
Jabbed her and shot her in the back, I can`t stand the bird
Word to furs, I need big wizes
He looked at me, Huh, exactly, Chef go after big bitches
Frozen burner henchman, flash the great
Lookin` nine on me, rhinestones, no, them shits is dime stones
Hold a million dollar pound, bust something, don`t trust nothin`
I`m in shock, starin` it down
[Interlude: Polite]
Now.. here`s where this shit gets crazy!
[Raekwon]
The killas increase, he fell, but
Maybe a little bit, the Mediene Cartel will fail
Diego his horse, with George Young
Yo, will argue over large sales, hittin` Cuba with lumps, yeah
Call them niggas drug barons, eighty billion workers sniff
Gettin` lift ownin` Miami yo
Flips got bigger, makin` more trails
Set it out of nowhere when coppin` a jail, I`m eatin` fresh veal
Pa-Blow, the largest nigga involved
The arsenal will have sixty three hundred murders
Livin` in apartments, wild he violated flight a Bianca
Took two hundred niggas down but two men houndin` him
The fuckin` cockroches posin` the on six million dollars sold
We`re eatin` enchilada, goat cheese pasta
Yeah we`re drippin` it with more salsa
And then they rushed in, found him on the roof dead in his boxers
But it wasn`t him.
[Outro: Polite]
The story.. oh shit.. mothafucka!
Hahahahaha
