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Raekwon

Wyld In Da Club

 

Wyld In Da Club

(album: The Lex Diamond Story - 2003)


[P.C.:]
Don't take it per-son-al... it's only mu-sic
Holla at me... yo! Yo!
Ice Water! Yo... yo

Try me, P.C.'ll put a clip in a nigga
Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga
Listen, I've been repping, only pack big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you missing ya midsection
I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya balls
Stick his ass to the rooftop, toss 'em off
Hit the Ave with the rooftop off the porch
I get money 'cause it costs to floss, nigga you feeling me?
And if not then fuck what you gotta deal with me
I've only been here for a minute but haters wanna get rid of me
P.C. creep with at least three heats
And a shotgun stashed underneath the backseats

[Stumic:]
Niggas acting like you don't feel a draft
You seen ya man? Tell him I'ma kill his ass
And I don't, wanna talk I want a mill in cash
I come through 'tards shitting, looking ill in the past
'Cause it's the, Ice Water, don't get it confused
And one false move'll cause me to spit at you dudes
It's Stumic, motherfucker and I'm picking ya food
And ain't no one out you know that my niggas'll do you
Let's spit on 'em, rush these niggas
And crush several fucking, will leave a dent out ya liver
Only kid in the hood with a mustard ninja
Heard you broke down good, well I fucked ya sister

Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

[Polite:]
Yo I keep my gun on me, what the fuck y'all want from me?
Y'all touch my property somebody gon' die, uh-huh
This ain't no joke, it's for real
My niggas they're toting their steel
All it takes a phone call and they ready to ride
Get ready to die

Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are spoken
Nigga, welcome to the Hell, the gates is open (uh-huh)
Gatekeeper, first degree murder through the speaker
Who deep enough to flow with the reaper?
Stuck in the middle, I spit a little riddle
Leaving niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
You niggas making it hard, it's really kinda simple
If a nigga gotta pull it out I'm putting it in ya temple

[Ultra:]
Official I do this, rude maneuver
I use the Rugers to keep the bullets moving through ya
Weak anatomy, fuck the small talk and flattery
Ya power is weak, to beef you need much more batteries
Keep it genetic, or dead it, Ice Water Inc. we said it
Whoever so-called did it or said it, promote it and spread it
Fake it or front it, get ambushed and confronted
With slugs in ya head, back, chest and stomach
Niggas don't want it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em
Dead in the club and let them things spit and rip through 'em dead in the club
Is you gon' fuck around and be the nigga dead in the club?
(Yeah? Uh-huh..)

[Stumic:]
Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

[Raekwon:]
Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how it's going down
Ski mask, Chanel shit, move like a terrorist click
Nineteen eighties babies, worldwide, ya girl on our dick
All you know is Rae look good, he hood
Envision the flips, I make money like them niggas who take money
Fresh out the can, Duran look, Astro van
The ill Castro, rap Son of Sam
More Rugers, more bow and arrows
Still no losers, forty five dollars ahead
Go at niggas shooting lyrical leads
Stop absorbing, break shit, knock that gay shit out ya head

[Stumic:]
Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas getting down in the club
At the bar throwing down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

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