Raekwon, Cormega, Sean Price - Radiant Jewels lyrics

Chef, let’s do it

Criminal kingpins, gangstas and cheap friends
Actors, vixens, niggas put your kicks in
Blood money when we hawking
Awkward gun that go around curves
Bullets braze niggas with coffin, yo
Watch how to rhyme with hammers
I got two mens that don't speak English
Shooting game's bananas
Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty
Checking my swings
Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans
Broad day, yo, body another
My microphone is like
Blow 'caine, one, pull the
Trees, you love us, yo
So killers be cool, pimps, read rules
When a grown man is rapping
It's Ill Street Blues
Striving, nigga, with one side
Don't go against totally rent shit, nigga
Baby gonna die
Yeah, bank robbers armored up
Gear like the boys in Heat
DeNiro told one soldier keep quiet

Aiyo, word to mother
Ya'll niggas better bring ya selfs son, word

When Pun was packing a mack
In back of the Acura
I was dealing in them buildings
It wasn't no cameras
The witness savages, snitching was hazardous
Now it isin't
Shit is embarrasing, fuck a flow
This is a lyrical aquaduct
Sink or swim for what I'm
Hearing you bagging up
Lyte like the MC, I'm 'paper thin'
You tripping
I'm taking trips, your eyes don't lie
Take a glimpse
Into my life, you see me blazing clips
With the green to make it rich
With a team that'll scrape the Knicks
And a v that's crazy quick
I came to wear my Yankee fitted
Represent for greatness
It's lyrical elevation
Causing mental stimulation
If I'm getting too deep
I give you a minute to take in
My jewels radiant, like a view of the Caymans
And thinking you seeing me
Who you playing with? Cor, Mega, raw forever
Fell back, pause, fell off? Never

P! Shaolin, what up?

Aiyo, listen giraffe neck niggas
I blast techs alejandro, came through with
The Mexican Aztecs
Rap smack niggas on a whole different aspect
Homey, owe me dough
That's how we fucked up his last check
Three train Saratoga, train stop, nigga been
Metro part with the plan, make major figures
Foul flagrant, two shots
Give me the ball back
You got shot, get off my ball sack
You not hot, give me a call back
Niggas is all wack
Super doopa stupid, get drugs and I fall back
P, ain't a problem that
The God can't handle
I set it off First Blood, Sean John Rambo
Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused
Boot Camp for life, fuck the GI joe shit
Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy
Marine Air Force Ones, nigga
The shit's crazy, don't play me