Raekwon - Every Soldier In The Hood Lyrics
(feat. Method Man)[Intro: Raekwon]Yo, yo, yo, yoNot moving, soonDon't stand over thereShaolin over here, chill, chill, chill, police, man[Hook x2: Raekwon]To every soldier in the hood, go inTo every real nigga holding, keep your ones on foldingTake it from a ninja in scribes, stay aliveKeep rolling, and keep your guns on swollen[Verse 1: Raekwon]Aiyo, joint loaded, Lotus, big chain cobrasCloth the certain way, noticeMy style's new now, with generals Luau, drugs, gunsChilling on the cool out, don't make me pop you, this is not coolGuaranteed to give you something that works, your dump in the dirtShitting up blood, fingers is burntMany cycles when you fight in my walls,It's like Michael and the BullsSee a flying piece of iron, no lyingNo fib and no bullshitting, the shines is forbiddenWe like Crouching Tiger, you just a *****ing kittenBout to get that wig re-open and then smoked in*****es is watching, snatch you in the open, yoTwenty-four, seven, we legends, the myth, the riff, the giftShaolin bounded with more wiffClap 'em with them get down boys, we call them, them niggasWho want it with us, we the belt holders in the business[Hook x2: Raekwon]To every soldier in the hood, go inTo every real nigga holding, keep your ones on foldingTake it from a ninja in scribes, stay aliveKeep rolling, and keep your guns on swollen[Verse 2: Method Man]Yo, ay, the streets be calling and shitA lot of veterans be calling it quitsThey be calling my flow I'll, but still I'm never calling in sickThis is Meth Man, New York niggas calling me piff***** the cops that be calling me Cliff, flag me down on the ConcordPolice dogs all up in my whipI get cake, women all in mix, they wanna jump in the sixAnd groupie niggas wanna jump in your flicksWe live the life, Scarfaces and guns, I used to fight for crumbsThrow an ace, kick the dice and runPlead your case, you ain't nice as son, I got the drive to winSo where you niggas get your license from?Bite an ear, Mike Tyson, uh, that means dough and my nose itchAnd coke fiends is blowing they nosesMy team got C.R.E.A.M and you know thisSo nigga get yours, before the door to opportunity closes[Hook x2: Raekwon]To every soldier in the hood, go inTo every real nigga holding, keep your ones on foldingTake it from a ninja in scribes, stay aliveKeep rolling, and keep your guns on swollen
