| I just had to say that right there Rae
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| I just have to say you my nigga, understand?
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| It don’t get no realer than this, man
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| Let’s slow the fuck down
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| You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man
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| Eh yo thug niggas know the code, lock and load
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| Hit 'em in the head, watch a nigga brain explode
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| Yo from Y.O. |
| to Q.B. |
| they bang this shit
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| Shaolin boys they bang them fifths
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| Fuckin' cops ain’t paid up nothin'
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| Yo you know we shoot you down, man
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| Ice Water Inc., yeah! |
| Territory, nigga
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| Millitainment, Y. O
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah yeah eh yo
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| Eh yo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe
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| It’s only right, feelin' higher than an airplane, right?
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| I’m tryin' to get this money, right? |
| So I move cautiously
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| You more frauds, you see? |
| I’mma live bossy
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| Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth, B
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| I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.)
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| I’m destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury
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| Will block the shots, that’s simple, I dented a tomb for style
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| A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes
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| Hammer smack a nigga out his five senses
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| Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on rinses
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| Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace
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| Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face
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| Me and Chef smark massive murder, kill 'em!
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| I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin'
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| Eh yo real niggas get up, live niggas, what up?
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| We don’t give a fiduck, you faggots’ll get hit up
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| Q.B., what up? |
| Y.O., what up?
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| Shaolin get up or get yo' ass hit up!
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| Eh yo I’m a motherfuckin' Nigga Wit an Attitude
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| Heavy gun play, cock back, niggas is screwed
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| Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food
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| Throwin' Purple Tape off for me to get in the mood
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| Sheek Louch, who fuckin' wit' that kid?
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| I’m sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket
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| White tee on, a light G. on
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| These bitches you wife and the God try pee on
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| I don’t care if it’s a gram or brick
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| I’mma make it sell, get off my dick
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| Pump or the Desert E., take your pick
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| Money too long, the case won’t stick
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| D-Block niggas fuck with Rae
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| Nigga act hard and get hit up in the middle of day
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| Tough guys and all that but I know that you pay
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| And I don’t give a fuck, niggas better watch what they say
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| Body specialist, full cam F50 with vans
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| A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams
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| If you take niggas ears, niggas ain’t really queers
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| Listen, it’s grown men in the town, niggas is their’s
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| Fluck niggas, I cut niggas, stuck niggas
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| Come up, pluck niggas, pop niggas in chucks, it’s business
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| You in this? |
| We non-shoulder style, son, relentless
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| They four lettered me Chef, nigga get down
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| Drop you, piss on you, get this, it’s official on you
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| Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you
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| I’m just a business head ridin' with visual
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| Don’t force me to put out ya head
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| One for the money, two for the crime round up
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| Peep it, all major niggas holdin' they ground, get up
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| Let’s form an army millenia, Ice Water!
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| From Q.B. |
| to Y.O. |
| with Shaolin, I’m feelin' you
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| We gon' ride for our team
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| My niggas’ll kill you
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| For the team, nigga
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| My niggas kill you, nigga
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| Y’all niggas want war? |
| Nigga pop up!
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| Yeah ride for ya motherfuckin' team, nigga
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| Death before dishonor, you heard me?
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| The motherfuckin' Lex Diamond Story
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| Y’all niggas better wake the fuck up!
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| Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you heard me?
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| D-Block, what up?
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| Pain, time and glory, word, you heard?
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| Yeah, yeah. |
| my niggas’ll kill you, nigga!
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| Bitch-ass niggas! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Planet Of The Apes, artist - Raekwon. Album song The Lex Diamond Story, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп