Wild Corsicans Songtext
von Raekwon
Wild Corsicans Songtext
Yeah
We young, gifted and black
He tried to run, 50 round drum rippin his back
Stand over him, couple more sit in his hat
When shit getting real in the hood, where you niggas was at?
Huh?
Probably somewhere hiding your hand
Let them fuck niggers come through and ride on your man
But I′ve been knew you was pussy so I understand
So your head is where these hollows that I'm firing at
I prefer the mac, when the tech fire it jam
Tearing down the Bape store when I fly to Japan
350′S on the pedal when I'm flying the Lamb
Squeeze blicky, letting metal shit fire and blam
All these rap niggers do is just lie to the fans
Talking about they buying birds, they ain't buying a gram
I′m here forever, I ain′t got no retirement plans
About to kill him, red, tired of the plan
It's Griselda
Too many questions, my answer was run the streets
Provider for his fam, what a man should want to be
But you talk that shit to us, hope you plan to come with receipts
You the type of nigga couldn′t handle a one and three
Not understandable because I've been an animal on a leash
In the dope game, I made some friends you gonna want to keep
Brick a month, when I knew I could handle like one a week
Skip steps when I up and demanded I want a piece
But who am I to ever bring y′all personal problems up?
On real nigga time but that might service the obvious
You know how this ice work?
Well my shirts the kind that uh, make the
Room cold as a white person's thermometer
Legendary cloth, ask anybody who signed us
Outlaws, got ten times more what they promised us
Million dollar deal, they can′t wait till my album done
They gonna burn candles for rap niggas like it's Hanukkah
Feel me now, I'm potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there′s rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Feel me now, I'm potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Yo, the heavyweight Hermes orange mask
You think it′s leather face, Jules Messier
Three shots from every way
Just came home from doing 20
Rocked the same chain from 01 and shot a nigga just for looking
Stress like a GS, 50 brick stash out on Teaneck
I'm on the cot laying sleepless
23 One recess
Feast counting wrinkled money, teeth less
I′ma die for my respect
Clear the scene and take names later
It's time to raise the stakes up
I bet you can't afford to pay the wager
Worthy of my bullets?
Nah, some of you not
Here′s a razor, let it slide on you, open your knot
Yeah
Businessman first, son, but don′t get it fucked up
Touch your dad up a year and have you filling my truck up
Must have forgot what my status is
Rock shiny with more clarity
How dare you front on my academy?
That's known for them casualties
I know I′m something else
Women love the wealth
They praise me, they say I'm top shelf
Can′t pronounce what I'm driving in blue through in something else
Extraordinary
Capricorn born in January
Bigger bag of loot-ski, groupies in Gucci
They beg for me to bring designer cock up in their coochie
I pass on them, nothing but model mommies with ass on it
Put the word out and get you curved, your head got cash on it
Feel me now, I′m potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain't moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Feel me now, I′m potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Young, gifted and black
Young, gifted and black
We young, gifted and black
He tried to run, 50 round drum rippin his back
Stand over him, couple more sit in his hat
When shit getting real in the hood, where you niggas was at?
Huh?
Probably somewhere hiding your hand
Let them fuck niggers come through and ride on your man
But I′ve been knew you was pussy so I understand
So your head is where these hollows that I'm firing at
I prefer the mac, when the tech fire it jam
Tearing down the Bape store when I fly to Japan
350′S on the pedal when I'm flying the Lamb
Squeeze blicky, letting metal shit fire and blam
All these rap niggers do is just lie to the fans
Talking about they buying birds, they ain't buying a gram
I′m here forever, I ain′t got no retirement plans
About to kill him, red, tired of the plan
It's Griselda
Too many questions, my answer was run the streets
Provider for his fam, what a man should want to be
But you talk that shit to us, hope you plan to come with receipts
You the type of nigga couldn′t handle a one and three
Not understandable because I've been an animal on a leash
In the dope game, I made some friends you gonna want to keep
Brick a month, when I knew I could handle like one a week
Skip steps when I up and demanded I want a piece
But who am I to ever bring y′all personal problems up?
On real nigga time but that might service the obvious
You know how this ice work?
Well my shirts the kind that uh, make the
Room cold as a white person's thermometer
Legendary cloth, ask anybody who signed us
Outlaws, got ten times more what they promised us
Million dollar deal, they can′t wait till my album done
They gonna burn candles for rap niggas like it's Hanukkah
Feel me now, I'm potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there′s rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Feel me now, I'm potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Yo, the heavyweight Hermes orange mask
You think it′s leather face, Jules Messier
Three shots from every way
Just came home from doing 20
Rocked the same chain from 01 and shot a nigga just for looking
Stress like a GS, 50 brick stash out on Teaneck
I'm on the cot laying sleepless
23 One recess
Feast counting wrinkled money, teeth less
I′ma die for my respect
Clear the scene and take names later
It's time to raise the stakes up
I bet you can't afford to pay the wager
Worthy of my bullets?
Nah, some of you not
Here′s a razor, let it slide on you, open your knot
Yeah
Businessman first, son, but don′t get it fucked up
Touch your dad up a year and have you filling my truck up
Must have forgot what my status is
Rock shiny with more clarity
How dare you front on my academy?
That's known for them casualties
I know I′m something else
Women love the wealth
They praise me, they say I'm top shelf
Can′t pronounce what I'm driving in blue through in something else
Extraordinary
Capricorn born in January
Bigger bag of loot-ski, groupies in Gucci
They beg for me to bring designer cock up in their coochie
I pass on them, nothing but model mommies with ass on it
Put the word out and get you curved, your head got cash on it
Feel me now, I′m potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain't moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Feel me now, I′m potent
Raw like a brick of girl, lose your
Life because you ain′t moving right
In this whole w- Respect the field kid, there's rules to it
And God forbid I catch you forcing my hand, make you lose fluids
Young, gifted and black
Young, gifted and black
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