[jail interlude] [RZA] Son I just slapped my bitch Came to my crib 'bout half past six Kid's in shitty diapers, no food was fixed I was like, "Yo bitch - why ain't no food fixed?" She on the phone with her friend talkin bout dick I snatched the receiver from that bitch like CLICK She got all excited, tryin to throw fit Swung at me then I swung back - BITCH! [Method Man] What you in fo'? It happened in the club with some thugs I was at the bar, smokin bud, hollerin at love Ladybug was playin in my peachfuzz, she was Talkin hot fudge, can't nobody do it like she does in the hot tub - didn't know her man was in the club And honey dove never mentioned that she had a scrub It must have been the drugs or the alcohol buzz, had me shootin my game like a thirty-eight snub baby Let's cut a rug, that's when I felt a shove What the blood do - actin like he won the Golden Gloves I get one for holdin grudge, but if this kid throw a slug I'ma throw a slug - that's how we be rollin cuz I see this dud tryin to play me like a pair of Lugz Big John Stud, Goldschlager in a golden mug What you in fo'? [jail interlude] [Streetlife] I'm locked down for tryin to hold my block down since a shorty The Old Earth was like, "Street put the glock down" I was raised in slums, love how the gun sounds and now I got one - c'mon, who wanna front now? Sunup to sundown, ready for showdown Whoever wanna throw down, the gangsters better slow down Wake up, before you be in a cell with forty of us (What you in fo'?) In for murder over money love and lust (What you in fo'?) In for life, don't let me tell you twice I might bang you twice and take double the life What you in fo'? [Raekwon the Chef] Jail status - get up Wash a nigga mattress faggot, you heard about me right? Pass off them packages cat, you gotta eat to live Meet the crib; got a hundred starvin niggaz in here big So pop off, drugs that's props, bring in glocks we call 'em oxes Be a real live nigga, swing mops and shit, take over shit Fuck the C.O.'s, aiyyo Boo, I need clothes Slide brokers where phones get hid Fuck with Russians and Latins The most powerful marble black slipper style Goin out thrashin niggaz, kicks get thrown Big sizes, sleep in your boots, 4000 rugged F Troops Notarized wigs, lay six months That's alright dog, make it home Lord Heard you admit it in the box, slid it under walls Bang monster anger Bop through the halls with bangers Live God like the Abbot of all chambers.. [jail interlude] Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com