Die Tonight by Raekwon
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah!
What up, son?
Oh, word?
You fuckin� with her, right?
Uh, that bitch is crazy, B
She do anything, nigga
That bitch eat cookies in the bed and all that shit, man
Be careful, man � word up, man
Aight?
Hold it down, hold it down, one
(Verse 1)
So when it�s over, we demandin� our weapons
Stop, cock, shoot � now I�m in the Ghost of perfections
Smooth Willie chillin� with his Spartans
Park in front of your bitch, squeeze her tits, move aside, pardon
Paid niggas don�t talk, just straight to the bar
Buy the whole shit out, then light up a bark
Colorful kings, wardrobes is different from yours
You don�t want no beef, better take it to Moe�s
Put the drink on the side and said �what?�
My mans with the turban on mouth froze, y�all niggas is fucked
He was my son out of Gun Hill, I know him through Tek
If it�s the last thing we do we gon� get at his neck
Bartender give me the check, keep him right here, I�ll be back
Now everybody knowin� I�m connected
Hopped in the Seven, left 57 on my wools
This is personal� niggas don�t fret
(Hook)
One more man gon� die tonight
One more hand gon� rob tonight
If it�s a M on the table I�m down
Yo, don�t be yappin� off at the mouth
When niggas don�t see through the round
One more man gon� die tonight
One more hand gon� rob tonight
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