Raekwon — Pop Shit

[Conversation] Keep everything on Blaze always Nigga this only 19,000 (Yo check this shit out) I want my thousand dollars now I don't give a fuck I went up in the club And like a thousand niggas A thousand chicks Was doing the James Brown Get the fuck out of here I'm like, "Oh shit" You lying, you lying Shit was real son Stop lying man Cream Team walked in We started doing it Wild man Feel me? So what happened, let me on [Verse] Ayo, ayo E-lec-tric slide on them niggas Drive by on them niggas Show 'em that killas is live and fly figures Fruit-flavored Nikes Now I'm in a 600 white piece Send half my love out to wif-e Fillin' out tax reports Lookin' live up in Guess shorts Bitches show love and support Table teaspoons Fake goons with balloons shit it out Make room How them niggas ate straight tunes yo Horror flick scriptures Godfather flicks Super friends equal foul niggas Bar miss you'll flip yo Aim the nozzle With the head brace the bottle Get your dang licked 6,000 square feet Paid shit Stretch Auroras in Florida Kilo's comin' out of water Watch me slaughter Take your daughter over yo Space shit Boat across your shit Cargo shit Well Fargo got Renaldo's shit Reclining chair Drunk billionaire Willie like a bear The whole block suck cock on a leap year No remorse Heavy plaque red and white Eddie Bauer Jaws Bout the bitch smack fire out of yours Pens bleeding Got my shit soft Figure like Ike Frost Icy chain Cop and hangin' on a horse Lame's laws Got your name crossed You cannot claim boss Unless he kiss braid hair That ain't yours Fly statistics lystics Slang optimistic Two bats a tie and a biscuit Kissed it Mm-aa Diamond on the wrist kid Misfit Bought it like a 10 dollar outfit Pop Shit get your house lit Straight up The route mouse shit Get your style shit I announced it Slang lordy yo Staring at my man Gordy Laury The bitch bought 'em on She'll reward me Flossed it, cost it, tossed it The same Main Source shit You at the BBQ eatin' horse dick Sneak up link up Nigga tie your sneaker You wink what Speed it up Caught you in that beated up truck it was luck Fuck paid your uncle 30 bucks Ran in your shit Blew you with your hands in your nuts Louis That's the same crew as those Milwaukee brewers Rocking Wu shoes with Kaoluas Time for lotti Bald Gotti here Dont make me throw shots trough your body Everybody out of here Thats my word God through Shakespeare 'ere Take me there Get your fastened And take clear It's so real we might face years Cuddled up in HDMs Chill baby on and a nigga here You start screamin' and your scared And shorty came on last year And lapped danced my man for a wack pair Ill I smell it in your hair My faculties remained clear Pussy in a refrigerator back here Damn watch your mouth Hear it on the air Like a grand prize Freak nigga that taps shit