raekwon – lead season lyrics
(intro)
yeah
talk to me, man
word up, man
park that thing over there, man
yeah, all that inside is marble, n-gg-
take me over there and give me three white owls, n-gg-
word up, man
yeah
give me that sh-t, man
let’s go, n-gg-
(verse 1)
park the red baron beamer in the back of the cleaners
‘laxin’ with a army, gun team of meta yinas
and my blow like floyd landis
the chain i wear is skinny, baby, but the weight 80 grand
jumpin’ out of solid sh-t, rugby marathon
this the raw paragon, smoke with agallah
flow is designed for the ghost
but i don’t want if it’s not biting the head off
come see me slap a don
great, take me and the connect with the crimies
back when me and flex kidnapped the 90s
i was king, call me luther lebron
make a dream team appear, courtside seats in them karmas
known for my get-down and fly wear
it’s usually my eyewear that make me buy up everything, bong
i’m an old fila king with wings on
c-card night suit, sharp a, gold-faced milan
(hook)
we gettin’ bread in the building
n-gg-s getting’ money, quick to spread in the building
get lead in the building
bosses don’t bite they write checks
i want the n-gg- head in the building, get fed in the wilderness
we gettin’ bread in the building
n-gg-s getting’ money, quick to spread in the building
get lead in the building
bosses don’t bite they write checks
i want the n-gg- head in the building, get fed in the wilderness
(verse 2)
aye yo, full linen goose down to the timbs
the gems is c-ke boy money, lay in the 700 benz
blowin’ cheeba, dumpin’ ashes
the cl-ss of last year, that’ll throw your head through the gl-ss
.45 all diamonds in it, grimies did it
chinese killers’ll jump out and give it
i will post in the new york post
blueberry ghost, use steady motion when i’m aimin’ my b-tch
we young n-gg-s who die hard, fly, ride hard
soft-top, that means to push your head off
i be famous but my bodyguard spanglish
it’s all miscellaneous, ain’t n-body tellin’, it ain’t a issue
fakes get cakes with bombs in it
coolin’ in the velvet room, pullin’ mad p-ssy, i’m born with it
yeah, boo, the texture is cashmere
i’ll beat your man up, drop 500 and blow and smash gears
(hook)
we gettin’ bread in the building
n-gg-s getting’ money, quick to spread in the building
get lead in the building
bosses don’t bite they write checks
i want the n-gg- head in the building, get fed in the wilderness
we gettin’ bread in the building
n-gg-s getting’ money, quick to spread in the building
get lead in the building
bosses don’t bite they write checks
i want the n-gg- head in the building, get fed in the wilderness
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