作词 : Coles, Fiekling, Woods (feat. Ghostface Killah, Polite) [Intro: Raekwon (Polite)] Oh **********t! ********** is my watch at? **********t... what the **********? Nah man, nah man, hell nah These **********es is frontin The ********** the **********t go? Them drug gangstas. Yo son, you got my **********t? (Nah, son, I ain't got ya **********t) Son you ain't got my **********t? (Nah, **********, I ain't got ya **********t) Yo, son, my **********t is gone (Pah listen, I ain't got ya **********t Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the..) [Raekwon] I started buggin out, fell in the zone, half the bone lit Passed off, rubbin on my ski hat - oh **********t! My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it? Gleamin little young fella, he just had the stupidest look, **********ed Yo, I'm tired and stressed, hungry and I'm vexed And I'm flippin cause these **********z wanna play me for test **********t fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein **********z in they faces After that I'm goin at **********z pockets The watch, ********** yeah, y'all **********z got my **********t "Yo Lex we family, I helped you cop yo' **********t" Then help me find my **********t! Eye-ballin every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint Break out, find my **********t! Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it Mad **********es walkin' by the fella tryin' to crochet, ********** spell it! Listen trick, be out, bounce Blew an ounce off of ********** in the ********** face, she pulled out two white owls "Everybody back the ********** up, move! Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon, Pah, with you and your dudes" If my **********t come up, cool Matter of fact, clack-clack-clack-clack, **********s pulled out tools [Chorus: Polite] Yo yo yo yo turn the *********' lights off Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ turn the *********' music off We got announcements, we want y'all to listen clear We just lose about mansion in here And yo eh yo if we don't get it back it's gon' be a problem Then my **********s gon' react and that'll be a problem Eighty-five thou' gone we got a *********' problem Ain't nobody leavin' alive until we find 'em [Ghostface Killah] Excuse me, Miss, no I ain't havin' it I smacked him with the four pound, ********** hit the ground Then I stepped off, dropped out the **********t Equipped with the dipped courdouroy Bailey's with the cream stitch Powerhouse biscuits that blow roofs off Rae watch is missin', you take ya boots off And take off those chaaaaaiiiiiiinnnns The fat ********** thought I was playin' so I started sprayin Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke The owner slid through beefin', duke threw the toast to his throat We brought the noise like we here to promote My man don't get his **********t in four or five minutes yo we're leavin' with the vote A gangsta's lotto, thirteen bodies and still climbin Big shotties, bodied when they sniff body We did our thing too we got to the Envy lobby Our last four or five shots we see nobody [Chorus] [Polite] Eh yo **********t got real that night Power grabbed him, ' Vine smacked him dead in his head (Oh **********t, ********** he got a magnum!) Yo we all holdin', rollin Grab a **********, search him if he front, ********** it, blow him! Watchin' **********s foldin The bartender got a shotgun in his hand Let off, the wheelchair ********** got him and ran Surround the Don, full body armor automatically on The **********s passed off the watch and gone (yo y'all **********s ain't searchin' **********t!) Yo where the big mouth at? **********s step up Matter of fact **********, lie the ********** up ********** tried to swing on G's but he a gentleman Son, he dropped the dead arm but failed to see it Two shot G's pealed his meat [starts to fade out] Let's see, **********s tried to front like my **********s is weak Corey pulled the truck up, C-4ed this **********, blew it the ********** up! **********s'll use and **********s'll die in this *********a! [explosion]
作词 : Coles, Fiekling, Woods (feat. Ghostface Killah, Polite) [Intro: Raekwon (Polite)] Oh **********t! ********** is my watch at? **********t... what the **********? Nah man, nah man, hell nah These **********es is frontin The ********** the **********t go? Them drug gangstas. Yo son, you got my **********t? (Nah, son, I ain't got ya **********t) Son you ain't got my **********t? (Nah, **********, I ain't got ya **********t) Yo, son, my **********t is gone (Pah listen, I ain't got ya **********t Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the..) [Raekwon] I started buggin out, fell in the zone, half the bone lit Passed off, rubbin on my ski hat - oh **********t! My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it? Gleamin little young fella, he just had the stupidest look, **********ed Yo, I'm tired and stressed, hungry and I'm vexed And I'm flippin cause these **********z wanna play me for test **********t fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein **********z in they faces After that I'm goin at **********z pockets The watch, ********** yeah, y'all **********z got my **********t "Yo Lex we family, I helped you cop yo' **********t" Then help me find my **********t! Eye-ballin every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint Break out, find my **********t! Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it Mad **********es walkin' by the fella tryin' to crochet, ********** spell it! Listen trick, be out, bounce Blew an ounce off of ********** in the ********** face, she pulled out two white owls "Everybody back the ********** up, move! Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon, Pah, with you and your dudes" If my **********t come up, cool Matter of fact, clack-clack-clack-clack, **********s pulled out tools [Chorus: Polite] Yo yo yo yo turn the *********' lights off Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ turn the *********' music off We got announcements, we want y'all to listen clear We just lose about mansion in here And yo eh yo if we don't get it back it's gon' be a problem Then my **********s gon' react and that'll be a problem Eighty-five thou' gone we got a *********' problem Ain't nobody leavin' alive until we find 'em [Ghostface Killah] Excuse me, Miss, no I ain't havin' it I smacked him with the four pound, ********** hit the ground Then I stepped off, dropped out the **********t Equipped with the dipped courdouroy Bailey's with the cream stitch Powerhouse biscuits that blow roofs off Rae watch is missin', you take ya boots off And take off those chaaaaaiiiiiiinnnns The fat ********** thought I was playin' so I started sprayin Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke The owner slid through beefin', duke threw the toast to his throat We brought the noise like we here to promote My man don't get his **********t in four or five minutes yo we're leavin' with the vote A gangsta's lotto, thirteen bodies and still climbin Big shotties, bodied when they sniff body We did our thing too we got to the Envy lobby Our last four or five shots we see nobody [Chorus] [Polite] Eh yo **********t got real that night Power grabbed him, ' Vine smacked him dead in his head (Oh **********t, ********** he got a magnum!) Yo we all holdin', rollin Grab a **********, search him if he front, ********** it, blow him! Watchin' **********s foldin The bartender got a shotgun in his hand Let off, the wheelchair ********** got him and ran Surround the Don, full body armor automatically on The **********s passed off the watch and gone (yo y'all **********s ain't searchin' **********t!) Yo where the big mouth at? **********s step up Matter of fact **********, lie the ********** up ********** tried to swing on G's but he a gentleman Son, he dropped the dead arm but failed to see it Two shot G's pealed his meat [starts to fade out] Let's see, **********s tried to front like my **********s is weak Corey pulled the truck up, C-4ed this **********, blew it the ********** up! **********s'll use and **********s'll die in this *********a! [explosion]
