Batman & Robin True Master (Ft. Ghostface Killah & Raekwon)

[Intro: Raekwon]
Yeah; yo shorty, move man
You know you ain't supposed to be over here, for real
Don't make us come and get you, man
Word up, man; tell your brother, man
That nigga better come around, man
Be good, man, we ain't sweatin' that little bit of money

[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Flooded the lobby with the big nickels
Playin' my square; tall caps only; bitch, eat a pickle
I'm melted up with Guess jeans, Champion sweat hood on
Philadelphy hat; two [?] blings
The Aston is dynamite red
Double-pipin' with the wrist lightning white
I shit on the hoodlings
All we hold is pedico and Eagles, Diesel weed
This time, I'm a shit rhymin' for kilos, yo
Who dare wan' test us? I flip the accent like Jamaicans
Kid, one stare, we shot your peoples
I'm always Bally'd up
Nigga, you want me? Yeah, we both street
I'm under the building, all in me, Yoshi
Bugged out, Bugs-Bunny-money niggas
Plus my hands is licensed; that's right, shoot up some dummies
Dare niggas; it's gon' be hell up in everywhere, when we find you
Plus we chopped off your mother hands..