Raekwon - Thousands To M's Lyrics
[Intro: Raekwon]Yo, send all the workers up to five b man, you know what time it is manNiggas did good this week man, let's celebrate[Raekwon:]Bottles of crew, bagging in the living room, high noonCouple rachets, snares, the razors and earmuffsWalking joints, chirping niggas downstairs in the lobby convertingThere's something next to live wires and goonsAll in the sets hundreds to thousands, thousands to msThen tackle up the rims store, go and buy timbsHit the Popeyes, cops got eyesWe breezing through with nothing but fivesPuffing herb, we gon let the sun riseThey don't know niggas is slingering, what's the lingering?Niggas ain't fiends, $400 jeans, cooling like it's EnglandRather see me role in a hole, rocking state jeans and sneakersSquare sandwhich, juices and peachesNot right now dick, this is our valve, we get down dickNone of that clown shit, we built it from a thouSee straight watchers, my niggas sleep, all of my unique poppersLegends from the eighties came home, we got em eating poppersTake money, eating steaks, being rude, feeding snakesThis is what get us all the planes and the eightsThis is my land like Thailand, why?Cause I control it and I own it, But some say it's FBI land[Chorus x2: Skam2]Now just gimme that, don't make me take thatThe minute I'm finished with it, I go straight backRe up and reload, keep up my workloadHomeboy this block is mine cause I say so (what)[Ill Bill:]Violation of the fequent statue to cash rulesCocaine is a hell of a drug, the fortune of intelligent thugsWe the ones that they write movies aboutBeautiful pounds, got the best doobies in townShoot it the ***** out, wash money, wipe the blood off of Benjamin's faceDefenders of the faith, measure the weightForever by itself, reaping pleasure from painWe the best in the game, hit you in the chest and the brainNow move weight homie and expand like ScarfaceLeave you hanging from the chopper like Omar SuaveIll Bill, suicidal live ayatollah, keeps it liver than Al Qaidia soldeirsSign in the name of Allah JehovahPortable wars, the blowjobs never stopFreak *****es won't stop, snocker till their nose popNose candy enthusiast*****es able to swallow an entire one liter bottle, abuser shitWe super gangsta, accurately cruising for bangersYa'll in the womb rappers, have to leave ya, remove you with hangersWe move like a federation of terrorPut you under the dirt, cus ain't no room in the equation for error[Chorus x2]
