[Verse 1: Raekwon]
As I sit around with more blow than Bill Bixby
See the change, the two-thirteen Range; see the kick speed
Gun on my waist, movin' with base
Runnin' from Berettas; yo, my mule's name Bruschetta from the States
You wrong, she blowin' kief up in the bong
Rockin' knee-high Fendi boots, she just got bagged out in Milan
I said to my nigga, "let's kill her, we got big shit to lose"
Beside livin' like Carlos Slim, I hold the Uzi
Looked at me, "yeah?"; sinister grin, let's win
A strong British accent, yo, we jumped in the [?] on the tint
Highway's hot; we loaded, heavy bag full of hundreds
If we get stopped, kid for real, yo, we murder by numbers
Tastin' cheeba, sippin' tea in a coupe
[?] silencer, that's [?]
Lay you under cars; eat your fruit
Will more stripes than Adidas set
[?] watchin', baguettes; black hard-bottoms, my ho in some sweats
The wrong way's the long way home way; tell me 'bout it
We don't do jails, cause if we get rocked, my niggas got me
Smooth sails; eatin' steaks, bringin' frozen lobsters in
Control the space; we mafia, out
[Hook]
*scratching*
"I live and die by the code and that's as good as it gets"
"Check-check-check-check, I'm the last of a dying breed"
"I live and die by the code and that's as good as it gets"
"Check, I'm-I'm the last-I'm the last of a dying breed"
As I sit around with more blow than Bill Bixby
See the change, the two-thirteen Range; see the kick speed
Gun on my waist, movin' with base
Runnin' from Berettas; yo, my mule's name Bruschetta from the States
You wrong, she blowin' kief up in the bong
Rockin' knee-high Fendi boots, she just got bagged out in Milan
I said to my nigga, "let's kill her, we got big shit to lose"
Beside livin' like Carlos Slim, I hold the Uzi
Looked at me, "yeah?"; sinister grin, let's win
A strong British accent, yo, we jumped in the [?] on the tint
Highway's hot; we loaded, heavy bag full of hundreds
If we get stopped, kid for real, yo, we murder by numbers
Tastin' cheeba, sippin' tea in a coupe
[?] silencer, that's [?]
Lay you under cars; eat your fruit
Will more stripes than Adidas set
[?] watchin', baguettes; black hard-bottoms, my ho in some sweats
The wrong way's the long way home way; tell me 'bout it
We don't do jails, cause if we get rocked, my niggas got me
Smooth sails; eatin' steaks, bringin' frozen lobsters in
Control the space; we mafia, out
[Hook]
*scratching*
"I live and die by the code and that's as good as it gets"
"Check-check-check-check, I'm the last of a dying breed"
"I live and die by the code and that's as good as it gets"
"Check, I'm-I'm the last-I'm the last of a dying breed"
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