Brown Paper Bag Thoughts DJ Clue (Ft. Raekwon)

[Intro: Raekwon]
Yo man what
Yo y'all niggas know
Yo you know all that bullshit man
Yeah, some niggas don't even
These niggas man
What's the matter wid these niggas man?
Nah man I'm puttin this shit up
Fuck dat man
Ya'll niggas want me to be a crook again
I know how to do that man don't even play wid
Me like that, Yo

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
We spit rap and fire brown paper bag
Gat rap go whack and float acrooss the map
Floss that anything yell endorse that
Electric company money honey Gin Romie wrap
'em like a mummy his style bummy
Puffy Johnson Charles Bronson mix fly
Deuce flicks new and improved clicks Wu-kit
Blood on the barrel of a desert out in the desert
No shade'll live in my square blow the present Clue
Red meat Shallah want adapt to collect acting like you
Iller on some serial killer you wack duke shirt off
React like I'm bagging up stabbing up what collect
A brick pop shit in the six trunk
Nah nah man, Nah man you wanna have that shit again
Why you ain't taking this shit to be something that
It really is man?
This you life man
Shoalin and desert storm
This mic man he he acting stupid on me man
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