The Spot Rusher, blow down the spot for sure Still break off the block with raw, my stock is more The General, watch your board Raekwon: Deep pockets
getting money, crime thief I know her from Africa, pretty smile, nine teeth Gold joints, frames only, Louis Vuitton, Pony Leather with the matching sweater on, you owe me [Chorus: Raekwon
*sounds of fighting* Stupid fool, you're forcing me to kill you! [Intro: Raekwon] Yeah, you know how it go Fresh from the stationary hall of justice
intro:word i miss you,i miss the god word....a powerful brother,man, he was live Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine
[Intro: Raekwon (man)] (Aiyo, Chef?) What up, my nigga? (Yeah, man, I gotta give you the 411, shit is straight 911, word) It's $2.50, nigga, back the
gonna catch up I don't know when the toilet gonna back up And put me in some shit that I can't get out of [Verse 2 Raekwon The Chef] Come on Bags of
[Intro: Raekwon] Niggas got me the behind the pot again, but yo [Raekwon] The Pyrex is bubbling, the stove is broke Fuck it, use the flame from the oven
[Intro: Raekwon] Uh-huh, what up son? Yeah Maintaining, maintaining, you know? You good, right? Everything proper, still, right? Of course, come on, man
[Intro: Raekwon] {I'm tired of them motherfuckers down the block. Every time I come outside, them niggas..} Ayo, some major station radio {aiyo, come
