Shhh, I hear my callin me, "where is he? is he where is he? Where's the " I'm low, strapped with ammo Set for mode, ask your man though Who raps rhymes it steady - like a pilot in the cockpit Parrish smith go out - nah that's On another nigga for to take mines, catch the flatline Comin through to breathe on the mainline Airtight, no time to stall, you me..
"yo nigga respect mine, or anger the Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
Some say the wu fly, what's a rap A nigga who get props and clocked like radar Can't fake - people lookin at cha Twenty-four oh seven - and they gat cha Snatch that behind up - that ass with handcuffs Jail for the niggaz who like to get rough And niggaz get rough, cause in beef we trust Another man damn kid you smokin dust I'm snatchin props, blastin niggaz like the speed-knot, tryin to mic block mic doc Chill hobbes - I you I roll with the hit squad Stomp the gobots But some niggaz ain't me so I make it clearer see You can't fade the nigga who flips words - like And audi 5000, housin, I'm out an'..
"yo respect mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, from the gate now" -> raekwon
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"yo nigga mine, or anger the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
So this mic off so I can kick the wicked shit Type of wicked shit, that make niggaz clips But hold it chill - cause a cell's bullshit Must grab the head - no time to be slippin The world done shifted - niggaz can't see But some do - and they make moves Playin for life - can't lose, too dues paid Mayday, in the game everyday tryin to a better way Yet the world keeps So I keep movin not to lose an' Big up to all posse crips and crews in Every ghetto - keep shit thorough And if they ask have you ? "hell no" ..
"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->
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"yo nigga respect mine, or the tec-9 Chk-chk-pow, move from the gate now" ->