Raekwon - Silver Rings Lyrics
(feat. Ghostface Killah)[Intro: Raekwon]Niggas is sitting around, selling it for moneyWhat the ***** is that? Chill chill what up?Stop playing, man, man, you know what it is, man***** that, you know what it is, yo, nigga what up?Where that money? Man, yo, yo, yo, come here!Stop acting like you don't know, you already know[Raekwon:]Aiyo, Indian head, jewelryOut in Egypt with the wrists of furySpanking bracelet, rocking AsicsTrick bandit, Ghost is brick graniteAt the U.S. Open with my whole len, slapping up fifty scramblersNiggas said the II was classic, a lot of crack is in the game, yoBut your shit is the only 'lasticC.R.E.A.M. rap, militant flow, combination with Swahilian doughGuaranteed we do'se that, in the beast like pizzasAll I know is reefer and street stuffStay fly, moving in fleece, what?Traveling the continents with confidenceCuban Linx III coming, don't know when, but the time is running[Sample: Ol' Dirty Bastard from "As High As Wu-Tang Get"]Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duhhhhYou ***** ass niggas...[Ghostface Killah:]By any means on, Ron O'Neal lean onFreestyle, you want it from Ghost? Then throw C.R.E.A.M. onSuited up, smelling like Fahrenheit with jeans onKnock the rice out a wedding, come and get your bling onNext winter we in Allah cabins, small baggage, more savageCentral Park killas, that equals more stabbingsYou read the papers, more horrors like AmityvilleProfanity kills, you like lint on a raggety silkWe rock bulls, rock jewels, you heard the interludesBlow up beds in a fifty yard swimming poolJumping out of planes for dough, Gucci parachutesAbdul Raheem written across is the attributeSuede loafers, 'Lo scarves, my little grandson wantThe 20-10 Mercedes-Benz go kartSo he can pull out the lollipop keys on 'emHis pops'll push the Bugatti drop V on 'emStampede on 'em, Rap Playoffs got a three-nothing lead on 'emSparking MC's like we quoting our degrees on 'em
