ฟังเพลงPower

Take it off, sho nough kid

Take it off

We gon take it from the east to the west

To the north to the south

Show yall what its about

Dont make me throw no gun in your mouth

You know?

How long is your cream? this long?

Eh yo, his belt got karats in it

Swift deion, e-320 nigga pitchin

Rock a raw dinosaur chain, hang to his thing

Its like, he pump isolated, still cashin in cream

Niggas in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him

Blaze em, he actin like shallah raisin him

This is hydrogen, son aint live as him

He like maguyver, chin 4 spies with him

Roll relentless, desert that he hold is a gift wish

Shash the list, give his miss dick

Technique, operation tech scream

Bet cream, them alligators jet like a vet swing

Nigga like nicolas cage with the gauge in your braids

2 cannons thatll spray, rockin banana suede

Suck this drunk alcohol dick

Fuck yall niggas with hits

We bout to shit on yall shit

Yall brothas wanna call us out?

Name names, otherwise itd be the best to shut the fuck up

Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up

Youre scared and froze of bein exposed

I own harlem, I bone harlem, call me the mayor

Its my borough, you dont want no problems

Im on now, you dead pop, all jokes aside

I ride the top, you glide the bottom

Pitfall, 5 foot 9, my dick, balls

Shit yall, leave flat line to stick yours

We flip off basic and brace it

8 kills, 47 ways to taste it

Never understand what you never been told

You did your book bitin off of my scrolls

We hit man, colombo, coats and hats to match

Bust off quick, and then, guns go back

I move like arthur ash against god

4 raquets, 8 balls and no practice

Every cyphers a heated discussion

The industry was like a beat that needed precussion

I brun the music, shit that make crews flip

State that Im the illest, this is q.u. shit

I used to heat-hole, now Im takin over like the repo

Bitches that roll, cee-lo thatll sniff a kilo

We went from franks and greens to shanks and beans

Now we drive our navigators to banks in queens

Yall cant fuck around, your words aint right

Every time I touch the mic, they say perb aint right

But thats the truth though, doh, infact thats it

When they drop this shit, Im gon cop that shit

The new star, you want me? Im at the juice bar

Yall once hap niggas, give me 2 stars

I heard what yall rappin about, but bring your stash out

You shouldnt throw rocks if you livin in glass house

Sneak your weak shit at us, on the low though

Where these cats come from, speakin about po

He got cash to cop and Im crashin {car crashing}

But half of yall cats just catchin up to rae last year

Got guns in the jungle, call em jurassic

The chrome, the steel, the 20-shot plastic

While yall niggas cop jars, me and my niggas cop bars

Gettin head from rock stars

We blowin everything apart, Im smashin the charts

How I see it? （yo, how you see it? ）

raekwon

Eh yo, what you wanna be when you grow up?

Yo, I wanna be a leader

Slow your speed up and stop tryin to be us

Say somethin always, got a future? stay out the hallways

And get yourself right, a 100 more ways

Fly like iceberg, nice with verbs, precise words

Bently swerve, hit the curb, jump out, cock back, spit out

Shut your block down, get out, criminal route

Gangsta shit, cant talk now, gun in your mouth

Cream team killas, cacoon cats like caterpillars

Giant size gorillas, break niggas backs from the skrilla

Scratch, greenback track, feds berserk

Thats my word, disrespect recca, get what you deserve

Inferno, melt down mics, millionaire in my afterlife

Broke bread with christ on the last night

Apocalypse, sleep with 4-5th, 2 clips

Passport, cellphone with the removable micro-chip

Specialist, 40-karat sicillian necklace

Matching bracelet, cream team crisp the basic