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**lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf** **lf** **lf** **lf** **lf** **lf** **lf** **lf** **lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf****lf** f/ Capone, Polite, Sheek Louch**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Intro: Capone]**lf****lf**I just had to say that right there Rae**lf****lf**I just have to say you my nigga, understand?**lf****lf**It don''t get no realer than this, man**lf****lf**Let''s slow the fuck down**lf****lf**You gettin'' like a hundred worth for real, man**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Hook 2X: Polite]**lf****lf**Eh yo thug niggas know the code, lock and load**lf****lf**Hit ''em in the head, watch a nigga brain explode**lf****lf**Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they bang this shit**lf****lf**Shaolin boys they bang them fifths**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Intro continues overlapped by Chorus]**lf****lf**Fuckin'' cops ain''t paid up nothin''**lf****lf**Yo you know we shoot you down, man**lf****lf**Ice Water Inc., yeah! Territory, nigga**lf****lf**Millitainment, Y.O**lf****lf**Yeah, yeah**lf****lf**Yeah yeah eh yo**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Capone]**lf****lf**Eh yo late night, candle light, fiend with a crackpipe**lf****lf**It''s only right, feelin'' higher than an airplane, right?**lf****lf**I''m tryin'' to get this money, right? So I move cautiously**lf****lf**You more frauds, you see? I''ma live bossy**lf****lf**Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth, B**lf****lf**I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me (Q.B.)**lf****lf**I''m destined for triple, left hand crook and the right hand fury**lf****lf**Will block the shots, that''s simple, I dented a tomb for style**lf****lf**A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes**lf****lf**Hammer smack a nigga out his five senses**lf****lf**Leave him dumb, deaf and blind, I ride on rinses**lf****lf**Interest so tight, strobe lights follow my grace**lf****lf**Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face**lf****lf**Me and Chef smark massive murder, kill ''em!**lf****lf**I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin''**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Chorus 2X: Polite w/o ''Eh yo'' second time]**lf****lf**Eh yo real niggas get up, live niggas, what up?**lf****lf**We don''t give a fiduck, you faggots''ll get hit up**lf****lf**Q.B., what up? Y.O., what up?**lf****lf**Shaolin get up or get yo'' ass hit up!**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Sheek Louch]**lf****lf**Eh yo I''m a motherfuckin'' Nigga Wit an Attitude**lf****lf**Heavy gun play, cock back, niggas is screwed**lf****lf**Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow ya food**lf****lf**Throwin'' Purple Tape off for me to get in the mood**lf****lf**Sheek Louch, who fuckin'' wit'' that kid?**lf****lf**I''m sick in the head, they need to make a throwback straight jacket**lf****lf**White tee on, a light G. on**lf****lf**These bitches you wife and the God try pee on**lf****lf**I don''t care if it''s a gram or brick**lf****lf**I''ma make it sell, get off my dick**lf****lf**Pump or the Desert E., take your pick**lf****lf**Money too long, the case won''t stick**lf****lf**D-Block niggas fuck with Rae**lf****lf**Nigga act hard and get hit up in the middle of day**lf****lf**Tough guys and all that but I know that you pay**lf****lf**And I don''t give a fuck, niggas better watch what they say**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Chorus 2X]**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Raekwon]**lf****lf**Body specialist, full cam F50 with vans**lf****lf**A pull up, do it to ya mans, yo scrams**lf****lf**If you take niggas ears, niggas ain''t really queers**lf****lf**Listen, it''s grown men in the town, niggas is their''s**lf****lf**Fluck niggas, I cut niggas, stuck niggas**lf****lf**Come up, pluck niggas, pop niggas in chucks, it''s business**lf****lf**You in this? We non-shoulder style, son, relentless**lf****lf**They four lettered me Chef, nigga get down**lf****lf**Drop you, piss on you, get this, it''s official on you**lf****lf**Yo twist the clips hits, this was on you**lf****lf**I''m just a business head ridin'' with visual**lf****lf**Don''t force me to put out ya head**lf****lf**One for the money, two for the crime round up**lf****lf**Peep it, all major niggas holdin'' they ground, get up**lf****lf**Let''s form an army millenia, Ice Water!**lf****lf**From Q.B. to Y.O. with Shaolin, I''m feelin'' you**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Chorus 2X]**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Break 4X: Raekwon singing]**lf****lf**We gon'' ride for our team**lf****lf**My niggas''ll kill you**lf****lf****lf****lf**[Outro: Polite *over break*]**lf****lf**For the team, nigga**lf****lf**My niggas kill you, nigga**lf****lf**Y''all niggas want war? Nigga pop up!**lf****lf**Yeah ride for ya motherfuckin'' team, nigga**lf****lf**Death before dishonor, you heard me?**lf****lf**The motherfuckin'' Lex Diamond Story**lf****lf**Y''all niggas better wake the fuck up!**lf****lf**Yeah, Ice Water Inc., you heard me?**lf****lf**D-Block, what up?**lf****lf**Pain, time and glory, word, you heard?**lf****lf**Yeah, yeah.. my niggas''ll kill you, nigga!**lf****lf**Bitch-ass niggas!**lf****lf****lf****lf****lf**