Ghostface Killah, Raekwon - R.A.G.U. lyrics
[Ghostface Killah, Raekwon - R.A.G.U. lyrics]
Holllllllld it!
Now you get out of here, I'm warning you
(You bastards can't push us
Around - wanna fight?) i'll take you on
That nigga's twisted
Stop playin with that clip man
Close them fuckin blinds too man
Y'knahmsayin?
Yo Don my man, get out of the stove man
Get away from the stove nigga
Stop playin man
The fuck is you talkin 'bout?
I'm in the crib watchin Larry King Live
The new Guccis on
Refrigerator, smokin some kush
This nigga's a lighter
Swisher, becoming a roach
Go get the glass ashtray
Pour the glass of Cru
Tap the bottle then toast
Barrie took a sip for the cause, yeah my son
Soon to be 3
Tried to fill his bottle then run
Then I got a collect call
Heard niggas down the block is fighting
Some nigga got knifed up brawling
Heard the kid was 19, Little Infiniti too
His father worked up at the dealer he love Wu
They tried him for his Louis'
Son wasn't having it though
Yeah, yeah my nigga, the color of glue
Decided i'mma intervene
Guess who tried to wild on me my nigga
This is like out of the blue
I'm in the Range stretch, jumped out
Tucked the chain proceeded to talk to him
Then you heard the heavy face slap
Think I broke my wrist
Now I'm at the hospital vexed
Fucked up my writing hand, that's my check
Now I wanna kill this little nigga true
Only thing that stop my gun flaming
Cause he related to you
Who? He ain't related to me
Just that I knew him for like
18 years until he violated, stealing my gear
If my lil' homey, yo he eat anything for me
Send him uptown, he get bagged
Yo he never call me
Come home and still blow cats for me
Pump crack
Stabbing all them hoodrat shorties
A live gunslinger well known, born to dance
When the heat is on, Stapleton days
Shot himself in the groin
The gun went off, it looked like a flick
When he fell to the floor, holding his nuts
Screaming "God damnit
Shit I put one in my balls
What the fuck y'all looking at me for?
Call the police, do something
Motherfuckers standing around
Watch when I get better
All hell's gonna be terror
Death to you, you, " he pointed at Red
I said chill, that's fam duke
He put real work in that make you puke
Fuck that but anyway son indeed
He stole two Polo rugbies
Swore to his dead mother, I couldn't take it
Yo Lord I knocked out his teeth
Now he's rocking those false
Joints like everything's peace
Now you get out of here, I'm warning you
(You bastards can't push us
Around - wanna fight?) i'll take you on
That nigga's twisted
Stop playin with that clip man
Close them fuckin blinds too man
Y'knahmsayin?
Yo Don my man, get out of the stove man
Get away from the stove nigga
Stop playin man
The fuck is you talkin 'bout?
I'm in the crib watchin Larry King Live
The new Guccis on
Refrigerator, smokin some kush
This nigga's a lighter
Swisher, becoming a roach
Go get the glass ashtray
Pour the glass of Cru
Tap the bottle then toast
Barrie took a sip for the cause, yeah my son
Soon to be 3
Tried to fill his bottle then run
Then I got a collect call
Heard niggas down the block is fighting
Some nigga got knifed up brawling
Heard the kid was 19, Little Infiniti too
His father worked up at the dealer he love Wu
They tried him for his Louis'
Son wasn't having it though
Yeah, yeah my nigga, the color of glue
Decided i'mma intervene
Guess who tried to wild on me my nigga
This is like out of the blue
I'm in the Range stretch, jumped out
Tucked the chain proceeded to talk to him
Then you heard the heavy face slap
Think I broke my wrist
Now I'm at the hospital vexed
Fucked up my writing hand, that's my check
Now I wanna kill this little nigga true
Only thing that stop my gun flaming
Cause he related to you
Who? He ain't related to me
Just that I knew him for like
18 years until he violated, stealing my gear
If my lil' homey, yo he eat anything for me
Send him uptown, he get bagged
Yo he never call me
Come home and still blow cats for me
Pump crack
Stabbing all them hoodrat shorties
A live gunslinger well known, born to dance
When the heat is on, Stapleton days
Shot himself in the groin
The gun went off, it looked like a flick
When he fell to the floor, holding his nuts
Screaming "God damnit
Shit I put one in my balls
What the fuck y'all looking at me for?
Call the police, do something
Motherfuckers standing around
Watch when I get better
All hell's gonna be terror
Death to you, you, " he pointed at Red
I said chill, that's fam duke
He put real work in that make you puke
Fuck that but anyway son indeed
He stole two Polo rugbies
Swore to his dead mother, I couldn't take it
Yo Lord I knocked out his teeth
Now he's rocking those false
Joints like everything's peace