Lyrics

[Chorus: Raekwon] We gettin' knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner [Verse 1: Raekwon] Yo, control this rap like Napoleon, half-Mongolian Hold it, you owe me in, rock 'em like linoleum, yeah Lex, diamonds, shinin' like you rhymin', 929-in' Titanium glass, time to play that ass Whirlwinds of French, come movin' intense Time to pull again, release the shell, well, make 'em yell again So sleek, but I'ma be maxin' in suites Countin' your paper and countin' your sheeps Hittin' your chick in Jeeps Miraculously attack your faculty Who wanna tackle me? You Jack Mack, kidnap 'em for free What? You got heat, you better pop those We movin' like gestapos through underground potholes That rock those, much land discoveries Chrome rims, sippin' bubbly Who livin' lovely? Half a brick to cover me So dissin' me, come on now, listen, G You's a dime, I'm a key Thun-thun, straight out of Sicily Now back to the stash crib Joey Crack baggin' up cracks One love, give 'em G-Packs, kids [Chorus: Raekwon] We gettin' knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner [Verse 2: Big Punisher] Yo, I'm all about business and enterprisin' Advisin' financial advisors on franchisin' to widen their horizons Divisin' ideas with master-minders Movin' on a stash with Diamonds First we get the cash, then we laugh like mynas Don't get me wrong, I'm a funny bastard But when it come to money, done, I'm not the one to laugh with I'm after for what cash can bring me, brothers Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh like hyenas Back to Ringling Brothers Believe them others you're the best Yes, and still I'm investin' mils on a hunch over lunch Puffin' on a Chesterfield Who want test the real scandalous? I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles Plannin' hits with anonymous philanthropists Spanish kids, close to God like evangelists Choppin' niggas up and makin' sandwiches [Chorus: Raekwon] We gettin' knots like stockbrokers who own Marriotts Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner