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Raekwon
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New Wu
Lyricist：Dennis D. Coles, Robert F. Diggs, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods
What up, son? Maintainin', maintainin', you know?
You good, right? Everythin' proper still, right?
Come on, man, what's the matter with you, man?
Ain't nothin', just want us to be on
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through
Bust a shot on your block, give me a su
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu
Now throw ya W's up
Back from the slums, it be the Wu
You know how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags
Black doorags, ski masks is on, g-rags
Don't try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass
You'll learn respect, burst when I ask
Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject
Love deck, thug battle, drug vest, snub sets, iller than most
Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three boats
Realers is killa, gangsta feel notes
Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information
Vivid vacation, deliberation moments
Move like '91 Romans, clonin' everythin'
Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome
Maxed out, annex style, my team brand bandits
Make a move and get blown off the planet, baby
Hold that cannon, just understand
We got the whole shit padlocked down, my niggas won't have it
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through
Bust a shot on your block, give me a su
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu
Now throw ya W's up
Back from the slums, it be the Wu
Aiyo, jumpin' out of Benz wagons, my family live in the hill
They call us Bin Ladins, laughin', turbaned up
Faggot niggaz get murdered up
These streets is like radio beef so watch how the kid turn it up
Bulletproof tuxes, knuckle games is clarkers and busters
Eighteen niggas is bringin' the ruckus
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Flame throwers on our backs and shoulders
The rusty joints still work, the trey eight'll blow one of your doujas
When it's mad, he the mad calm, walk around
Gold collect, 36, so before G bomb
My inner strength flowin', I mastered chi kung
Y'all Planet of the Apes, standin' next to King Kong
Forensic file, ultraviolet hype, sky blue bales
Layin' niggas like ceramic tile
I'm like Urlacher, beastin' at the top of the pile
Layin' niggas in the nuts, nigga, damn I'm foul
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through
Bust a shot on your block, give me a su
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu
Now throw ya W's up
Back from the slums, it be the Wu
We blow money, got game, hold it, we pop things
Look for me, crams in my pocket, chef cook for me
Blue magic bundles, I'm dope but on the humble I'm a good dude
Don't short change me, seen as a hood, dude
Beer drinkin', Cuban Linkin', new way of thinkin'
Got me thinkin' back, break the handcuffs
Run out the precinct, this is hard body, hard knocks
If you pushin' that hard rock then let these niggas go off top
We rock fitted, dropkick it, I lived it and not quit it
I'm pinchin', my pops lift it, need business, I'm not finished
I'm too hot with it, you bitchin', the plot thicken
I'm shittin' the glow, spittin' if nigga don't stop snitchin'
Just what the block missin', the two-seater with the top missin'
And two divas with they tops missin'
Now that's livin' to me, I'm what these kids is killin' to be
But I don't want my children to be
Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through
Bust a shot on your block, give me a su
Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in
All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin
Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do
Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu
Now throw ya W's up
Back from the slums, it be the Wu
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