[Intro: Raekwon] What up son?, maintaining, maintaining, you know? You good, right? Everything proper, still, right? Come on, man, what's the matter wit you, man? Ain't nothing, I just want us to be on [Chorus: Method Man] Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu (suuuuuuu!) Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin (Here we go), yo, ya'll already know what it do Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu (Now throw ya W's up), back from the slums, it be the Wu [Raekwon] Love to dress a lab, get rocked, hundred bags, black doorags Ski masks is on, g wags Don't try to take pictures, 'lax, still in the grass You'll learn respect, *gunshot* wanna ask Rhyme master busy, wizzy on the subject, love Deck Thug battle drug vets, snub sets, iller than most Night time tokes, gorillas in boats, three boats Villains is killa, gangstas flip notes Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information Vivid vacation, deliberation moments Move like 91 Romans, cloning everything Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome Maxed out, Annex style, my team brand bandits Make a move and get blown off the planet, baby Hold that cannon, just understand we got the whole shit Padlocked down, my niggas won't have it [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah] Aiyo, jumping out of Benz wagons, my family live in the Hill They call us Bin Ladens, laughing, turbaned up Faggot niggas get murdered up, these streets is like radio beef So watch how the kid turn it up Bulletproof tuxes, knuckle games is clobbering busters Eighteen niggas is bringing the ruckus Flame throwers on our backs and shoulders, the rusty joints still work The trey eight'll blow one of your doujas When it's mad, he the mad calm, walk around Gold collect, 36, so before G bomb My inner strength flowing, I mastered chi kung Ya'll Planet of the Apes, standing next to King Kong Forensic file, ultraviolet hype, sky blue Bales Laying niggas like ceramic tile I'm like Urlacher, beasting at the top of the pile Kneeing niggas in the nuts, nigga, damn I'm foul [Chorus] [Method Man] We blow money, got game, hungry, we pop things Look for me, crams in my pocket, Chef cook for me Blue Magic bundles, I'm dope, but on the humble I'm a good dude, don't short change me, see that's our hood through Beer drinkin', Cuban Linking, new way of thinking Got me thinking, Meth, break the handcuffs, run out the precinct This is hard body, hard knocks, if you pushing that hard rock Then let these niggas go off top We rock fitted, drop kitted, I live it and not quit it I pitch it, my pops sniffed it, mean business, I'm not finished I'm *sniff* too hot wit it, you bitching, the plot thicken I'm shitting, the glock spitting, if nigga don't stop snitching Just what the block missing, the two-seater wit the top missing And two divas wit the tops missing Now that's living to me, I'm what these kids is killing to be But I don't want my children to be [Chorus]