[Intro: Raekwon]
Word up (Ye, ye)
Yeah, you know what it is (What up, kid?)
Yo, aight, look, check it, it's going down (Ye, ye, ye)
You know how I go (Ye, ye, ye)
Wu-Tang forever
Paraziții
No question, no question
Let's go, baby
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ayo
Get my Hungarians and Romanians love Chef
I sit fly, in the S-5 with the snuk check
You know the status
Big carats, up in the chain
It's obvious, there's no doubt in my rep
I smoke lots of good shit
Yeah, son, running the club from here to U.S
Next stop - Bucharest
Fly nigga with millions lay in the spot
Where the police never come
'Cause them niggas is scared to death
Got my little hungry, little A-1s with me (Ye)
Ready to blow something, Ray, come get me
What it is yo' stackin', one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money, throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and niggas who ride high
All over the world my niggas supply pot
Rock fengashiz trying to get denashiz
So when you see us below this payments kid
Can't stop us
Yeah them Staten Island mobsters with axes
Who really get down, and shop octopuses
Sushi, niggas stay flyin' Gucci
If paper's a crime, then nigga, then shoot me
Check it out, nigga Fly Killers call us the live
Five deadly venoms who got style
We got to get 'em
You know the kids meany
Regardless of the beat pop-off
We gonna get down
Let's warm Paraziții!
Word up (Ye, ye)
Yeah, you know what it is (What up, kid?)
Yo, aight, look, check it, it's going down (Ye, ye, ye)
You know how I go (Ye, ye, ye)
Wu-Tang forever
Paraziții
No question, no question
Let's go, baby
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ayo
Get my Hungarians and Romanians love Chef
I sit fly, in the S-5 with the snuk check
You know the status
Big carats, up in the chain
It's obvious, there's no doubt in my rep
I smoke lots of good shit
Yeah, son, running the club from here to U.S
Next stop - Bucharest
Fly nigga with millions lay in the spot
Where the police never come
'Cause them niggas is scared to death
Got my little hungry, little A-1s with me (Ye)
Ready to blow something, Ray, come get me
What it is yo' stackin', one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money, throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and niggas who ride high
All over the world my niggas supply pot
Rock fengashiz trying to get denashiz
So when you see us below this payments kid
Can't stop us
Yeah them Staten Island mobsters with axes
Who really get down, and shop octopuses
Sushi, niggas stay flyin' Gucci
If paper's a crime, then nigga, then shoot me
Check it out, nigga Fly Killers call us the live
Five deadly venoms who got style
We got to get 'em
You know the kids meany
Regardless of the beat pop-off
We gonna get down
Let's warm Paraziții!
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