Raekwon The Chef - 100 Rounds lyrics

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Raekwon The Chef - 100 Rounds lyrics

Man: yo What up d? huh? You bought that from tower records? What's that, let me see that bag Get the f** off, get the f** off it Come here man, what the f** i...(banging) Like that n***a, give me that man You dead on this purple tape n***a you dead on that f** outta here (gun co*k) Raekwon: n***as think i can't sell five million? Ya'll n***as is mad Ya'll must not know the work i put in on this For real, that's for real for real (ha ha) Represent, flick it up all day n***a, immobilarity Ya'll know my work, this category is raw [raekwon] Aiyo slash your position Verbal mike physician Blow lines like chimes in the kitchen God should vega, straight up stomp that fake out What, he biting everything, biting his nuts We slang like champions Caught me in the outlet in hamptons Style it out Throwin four thousand out Swimsuit mammal get high Float flammable Drop off in a benz boat lampable Rear like hittin a deer Playin cuban linx movin in the chair, he got a ear No question all brolic guerillas stand up Whoever large throw a hand up Throw a grand up Let's like multiply Con-nect both sides, big sh** low rides, ga-lide Everybody bump once Yo chef gonna throw ya'll n***as free lunch Hit the l twice, need it once Track be yelling like a who*e Like a swelling on a sore Or this rap magellion on your jaw I'm a night freak, Boating on the weekends, ten a week Flows spray it like clinique Rich unique, b**h you weak Contact reek, we callin up leek Yo he famous like ali feet, yo mystical Rap larry davis with a pistol And dis you You a student, f**in wit a principal Chorus(x2) Rollin like ten at a time Begin, love revolves around a thin line Go against this, send mine Lace you chase you down Let a hundred rounds race you Now you went from brolic to a facial [raekwon] Yo, ayo gla** tree house Yo, fiendin like f** in a green house Rush and cut, chain cream out Blow steam out Rare like guccis in ears Goose bears Skied up, loving all my deustch years Coat for broadway Hundred and 39th all day Got my chick rollin call her parle' 20th century max like jail penitentiary Nikki barnes gon' lynch me What, fruit flavored nikes Benz 2000 the hype piece Send half my love out to white peeps Wu-tang emblem, success, make a n***a tremble Nine of us stand, nine resemble Filling out tax reports Look live up in guess shorts b**hes got love and support Yo, leather jacket, yellow Leather hat, mack it real mellow New york state of mind, crime othello Wild zoo of b**hes, burrow that's staten Yo we actin, wud up we do that crack thing captain Still camaflouge jackets Mad rackets Out yo we cap sh**, picture that n***a mashin Chorus(x2) [raekwon] Yo,aiyo blowin more reason For a season, wud up shortie jaw season Baltimore hall bleeding Take money, remember that ?dun gottori? son Dripped out in bahamas all bummy Gain you out patriot Portrait of my love mad sh** Now we with things, the long gray sh** Luke b**hes in barook Cute big, fat b**hes with luke Lex you need boots that switches Flights over iraq Ironing my hat out, and 'lax Connecting with diplomat cats Harlem hustle connect, iceberg varsity check Rimmin well ice drool off my dick Abe lincoln president suites, lay eventually Pinch me, i bought head from monica lewinsky Arrest that hoodlum Strong arm that the white gooden f*ggot n***a frontin, knew he wouldn't Flexible impact rhymin professional We staked out eatin all side vegetables Prosperity rhymes, lines Casians and asians Let's blaze n***as with the shine Chorus(x2) Raekwon: yea word up, that's right ha ha Ya'll be loving my sh**, yea all the real n***as Stand up, hey yo let me speak, let me speak Yo this a new year right here It's the 2 with the 3 zeros, here me? It's gonna get technical for real Let's play the game right It's jus a friendly game of baseball Ha feel me? hey yo santanna, yo Bring that suitcase in here kid Let's count that, where it came from? Where it came from? rollin like ten at a time...