paroles de chanson Thousands to M's - Raekwon
[Intro:
Raekwon]
Yo,
send
all
the
workers
up
to
five
b
man,
you
know
what
time
it
is
man
Niggas
did
good
this
week
man,
let′s
celebrate
[Raekwon:]
Bottles
of
crew,
bagging
in
the
living
room,
high
noon
Couple
rachets,
snares,
the
razors
and
earmuffs
Walking
joints,
chirping
niggas
downstairs
in
the
lobby
converting
There's
something
next
to
live
wires
and
goons
All
in
the
sets
hundreds
to
thousands,
thousands
to
ms
Then
tackle
up
the
rims
store,
go
and
buy
timbs
Hit
the
Popeyes,
cops
got
eyes
We
breezing
through
with
nothing
but
fives
Puffing
herb,
we
gon
let
the
sun
rise
They
don′t
know
niggas
is
slingering,
what's
the
lingering?
Niggas
ain't
fiends,
$400
jeans,
cooling
like
it′s
England
Rather
see
me
role
in
a
hole,
rocking
state
jeans
and
sneakers
Square
sandwhich,
juices
and
peaches
Not
right
now
dick,
this
is
our
valve,
we
get
down
dick
None
of
that
clown
shit,
we
built
it
from
a
thou
See
straight
watchers,
my
niggas
sleep,
all
of
my
unique
poppers
Legends
from
the
eighties
came
home,
we
got
em
eating
poppers
Take
money,
eating
steaks,
being
rude,
feeding
snakes
This
is
what
get
us
all
the
planes
and
the
eights
This
is
my
land
like
Thailand,
why?
Cause
I
control
it
and
I
own
it,
But
some
say
it′s
FBI
land
[Chorus
x2:
Skam2]
Now
just
gimme
that,
don't
make
me
take
that
The
minute
I′m
finished
with
it,
I
go
straight
back
Re
up
and
reload,
keep
up
my
workload
Homeboy
this
block
is
mine
cause
I
say
so
(what)
[Ill
Bill:]
Violation
of
the
fequent
statue
to
cash
rules
Cocaine
is
a
hell
of
a
drug,
the
fortune
of
intelligent
thugs
We
the
ones
that
they
write
movies
about
Beautiful
pounds,
got
the
best
doobies
in
town
Shoot
it
the
fuck
out,
wash
money,
wipe
the
blood
off
of
Benjamin's
face
Defenders
of
the
faith,
measure
the
weight
Forever
by
itself,
reaping
pleasure
from
pain
We
the
best
in
the
game,
hit
you
in
the
chest
and
the
brain
Now
move
weight
homie
and
expand
like
Scarface
Leave
you
hanging
from
the
chopper
like
Omar
Suave
Ill
Bill,
suicidal
live
ayatollah,
keeps
it
liver
than
Al
Qaidia
soldeirs
Sign
in
the
name
of
Allah
Jehovah
Portable
wars,
the
blowjobs
never
stop
Freak
bitches
won′t
stop,
snocker
till
their
nose
pop
Nose
candy
enthusiast
Bitches
able
to
swallow
an
entire
one
liter
bottle,
abuser
shit
We
super
gangsta,
accurately
cruising
for
bangers
Ya'll
in
the
womb
rappers,
have
to
leave
ya,
remove
you
with
hangers
We
move
like
a
federation
of
terror
Put
you
under
the
dirt,
cus
ain′t
no
room
in
the
equation
for
error
[Chorus
x2]
1 The Truth
2 Eldarado
3 Let My Niggas Live
4 Scarface Skit (Raekwon Speaks)
5 The Heist
6 Shame on a Nigga
7 Intro
8 DJ Riddler Skit
9 You Might Die
10 Major Waves
11 Tony Soprano (DJ Riddler Skit)
12 Gun King
13 Still Killin'
14 Yae Yo
15 King Pinz
16 Baggage Handlers
17 Spring Water
18 45's Skit
19 Big Spender
20 Make Moves
21 Purple Jag
22 Bump Bump
23 Pop Off (Unreleased)
24 Joe Pesci (DJ Riddler Skit)
25 Thousands to M's
26 Kids That's Rich
27 Good Kush
28 Fish & Chips
29 DJ Riddler Blend
30 Vatican
31 Down South
32 Ice Water
33 Ghetto Boy
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