Lyrics Gihad - Raekwon , Ghostface Killah
Since
rap
got
locked
right
before
we
visit
the
'90's
Chef
in
the
kitchen,
cooking
up
with
the
crimies
It's
late
fall,
dime
season,
we
bought
the
crib
Next
to
Bill
Clinton
mother,
cause
she
fuck
with
the
Chinese
They
hitting
niggas
with
heroin,
it's
fourteen
of
us
with
Beemers
We
won't
stop
pitching
the
ChevronIt's
packed,
kid,
black
kids
don't
know
how
to
act
They
flashing
macks,
Gillette's,
a
couple
of
stacks,
yo
The
systems
is
'oopid',
yup,
shorty
with
the
pumps
on
And
dunks
get
provided
and
scooped,
kid
And
bloodhounds
is
hating,
they
knowing
how
the
kid
get
down
Silent
shotties
with
grenades,
I'm
waiting
And
everybody
love
vintage,
you
see
like
4/5
niggas
With
half
moons
and
wave
intentions
What's
really
good?
The
'dro
hit
'em,
killed
'em
in
the
hotel
Heard
he
had
some
old
chick
with
him
That's
how
we
make
it
happen,
that's
how
we
break
it
down
Hood
all
day,
nigga,
watch
how
we
take
the
town
That's
why
we
do
the
do,
just
know
who
is
who
Acknowledge
me
all
day,
and
understand
Wu
is
Wu
Yo,
but
on
the
other
side
of
town
it's
Tony,
laid
up
This
white
chick
want
to
gargle
my
nuts
I
put
the
Bailey's
down,
tap
the
blunt
out,
grabbed
her
by
her
hair
Watch
blondie-love
whip
my
dick
out
Spit
dripping
down
my
balls,
she
slobbing
me
That's
right,
suck
that
dick,
get
it
hard
for
me
Pyrex
in
one
hand,
large
amount
of
grams
in
it
rocked
up
And
she
pregnant,
my
little
man
got
her
knocked
up
He
popped
up
(oh
shit),
I'm
like
a
crooked
cop
Richard
Gere,
big
smirk
on,
getting
my
cock
sucked
He
pulled
the
joint
out,
a
bullet
spun
out,
but
it
was
too
late
Already
nutted
on
the
side
of
her
mouth
Side
of
her
face,
and
hair
like
"Something
About
Mary"
I
can't
front,
my
son
gun
look
scary,
chill
She's
a
whore,
you
knew
it
from
the
time
we
ran
trains
on
her
And
you
still
went
and
fucked
her
raw
Come
on,
son,
give
me
the
gun,
you
going
to
kill
me
over
this
Bum-ass
bitch,
you
can't
resist
Remember
Vel
had
her
in
the
telly,
taking
the
fist
Watch
how
you
aiming
that
shit,
you
should
be
aiming
at
Trish
She
take
a
bone
like
a
rib-eye
steak
at
Ruth's
Chris
Yo,
be
easy
on
the
trigger,
son,
you
squeezing
the
fifth
I
only
did
it
just
to
show
you,
she's
the
easiest
bitch
He
came
close,
had
to
duff
him,
nigga,
give
me
that
shit
Fucking
gun
motherfucka
Pull
a
fucking
gun
on
me
again,
I'll
blow
your
little
balls
off
Go
to
the
store
and
get
me
a
fucking
40
before
I
smack
the
shit
out
you,
man
Word
up,
while
you're
at
it
go
to
the
freezer,
get
a
steak
man,
for
your
eye,
nigga
Word
up
Put
some
bologna
on
your
face
or
something,
nigga
Make
sure
my
40
cold,
too,
when
you
bring
it
back
And
when
you
get
back,
bag
this
shit
up
nigga
Word
up
I
don't
give
a
fuck
if
you
25
nigga
you
my
son,
nigga,
word
up
That's
why
I
let
you
slide,
nigga,
word
Get
you
a
40
too,
and
a
pacifier,
nigga
A
bib
and
a
diaper
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1 Return of the Northstar
2 House Of Flying Daggers
3 Sonny's Missing
4 Pyrex Vision
5 Cold Outside
6 Black Mozart
7 Gihad
8 The New Wu
9 Penitentiary
10 Surgical Gloves
11 Broken Safety
12 Canal Street
13 Ason Jones
14 10 Bricks
15 Fat Lady Sings
16 Catalina
17 We Will Rob You
18 About Me
19 Mean Streets
20 Kiss The Ring
21 Walk Wit Me
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