Mean Streets
[Intro: Raekwon (man)](Aiyo, Chef?)
What up, my *************?(Yeah, man, I gotta give you the 411, *************t is straight 911, word)
It's $2.50, *************, back the ************* up!
Talk to me...(Word, them blue ninjas is everywhereWord, watch ya back, Protect Ya Neck and all that *************t, manThirty nine mother******s already got scooped upIndicted, word, I'm bird eye viewing it right nowOut there out the mother******g window)
You got the strong scoopers out there?(Word, five book store buses out frontAll them young boys are certified, they our rentals)[Chorus 2X: Suga Bang Bang]
For these mean streets from
Cali to New
YorkWho could ya trust?
*************z they do talk
Running from the feds and out of state troopers
Look up ahead, you know we got sharp shooters[Raekwon]
The blocks is molded, step up ya sword piece
Moving through them housing with more ki's
Rembrandts is fresh from
Scotland, crisp hats,
Cristal bottles
*************z want the problems, we back
It's time to take over the game, it's nothing
I live on the line, from corner to castles with pawns and capsules
Scramble and find, my money's up,
I'm praying for war
I do this all the time, all the time, all the time
Faces of Doom, sling in the lobby
Swinging cooked raw, if you played the field you was not leaving
Fast pace of a
CREAM chasing team
Trying to come through the hood and lie, get left for dead naked in
QueensLet them other *************z wear that, we take the credit
While we was shopping for more
Nikes and off-whites
****** stirrers, the crib, cracked mirrors
Career thugs who serve only judges and jurors
Got to make my money this year, whether it's through rhyming or criming
I'll be on the line with my iron
Promised them llamas'll fly fast, quick at pirahnas
Trying to intervene, get caught dead, no head in pijamas
You live like a slouch from vouchers
Nobody mad, you was a fake, dead, die with no trousers
Cause you crossed the line like
Miller's Crossing
Off with ya dome,
I walked you through the woods, we both smoked a bone[Chorus 2X][Inspectah Deck]
Mean streets...
Just when
I thought
I was out, they pulled me back in
The streets stay flooded with crack rocks and
Mac shotsThe scenery's money, guerrillas in the back drop
The livest'll pop, the weakest get chopped where they stand
Singing the judge's name, dropped in the stand
Drug money kills, blood on my bills, mud on my
NikesOnly buying with the couple that
I trust with my life
Twenty four sev' ducking the feds, infrared wtih lead
Gamble with off track betting instead
In my hood anybody can get it, and everybody want it
Cutthroat executives, the corners, the office
And the thought is to be boss of all bosses
The cost is ya life, swimming with sharks and orcas
So keep ya guards up, or get scarred up
It's a Cold
World, I told you with
***** Just'
The bigger the funds, the bigger the guns that's blazing
It's sick in the slums and *************z are stunting for nathin'[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, my gun been in more *************z mouths than a whore had *************
With creamy **** on the side of her jaw
It's Rigatone, *************, sliding through airports
Riding on *************z like
MJ, same day
I rocked you, comprende?
Yeah, I'm kinda off cuz my guns was dirty
That last joint that hit you, kid, you made the top thirty
Early, walk with me and strap with a vengeance
More or less
Ghostface
Killah'll stretch you out like mad words in a sentence
Smell the gas burning (yeah) feel the fire (word)
Real talk, it's not that bull*************t from
The WireIt's them disco kids that clap iron
Champion hoods, if ya coke don't freeze, my face is not worth frying
We crack eight************* with pool sticks
Bungee jump off a mountain of bricks
************* you up if you slinging those nicks
Toney Starks from the octagon, my ox is on
Snap Matt
Hughes' neck with my boxers on[Chorus 2X]
Mean StreetsLRC歌词
[Intro: Raekwon (man)](Aiyo, Chef?)
What up, my *************?(Yeah, man, I gotta give you the 411, *************t is straight 911, word)
It's $2.50, *************, back the ************* up!
Talk to me...(Word, them blue ninjas is everywhereWord, watch ya back, Protect Ya Neck and all that *************t, manThirty nine mother******s already got scooped upIndicted, word, I'm bird eye viewing it right nowOut there out the mother******g window)
You got the strong scoopers out there?(Word, five book store buses out frontAll them young boys are certified, they our rentals)[Chorus 2X: Suga Bang Bang]
For these mean streets from
Cali to New
YorkWho could ya trust?
*************z they do talk
Running from the feds and out of state troopers
Look up ahead, you know we got sharp shooters[Raekwon]
The blocks is molded, step up ya sword piece
Moving through them housing with more ki's
Rembrandts is fresh from
Scotland, crisp hats,
Cristal bottles
*************z want the problems, we back
It's time to take over the game, it's nothing
I live on the line, from corner to castles with pawns and capsules
Scramble and find, my money's up,
I'm praying for war
I do this all the time, all the time, all the time
Faces of Doom, sling in the lobby
Swinging cooked raw, if you played the field you was not leaving
Fast pace of a
CREAM chasing team
Trying to come through the hood and lie, get left for dead naked in
QueensLet them other *************z wear that, we take the credit
While we was shopping for more
Nikes and off-whites
****** stirrers, the crib, cracked mirrors
Career thugs who serve only judges and jurors
Got to make my money this year, whether it's through rhyming or criming
I'll be on the line with my iron
Promised them llamas'll fly fast, quick at pirahnas
Trying to intervene, get caught dead, no head in pijamas
You live like a slouch from vouchers
Nobody mad, you was a fake, dead, die with no trousers
Cause you crossed the line like
Miller's Crossing
Off with ya dome,
I walked you through the woods, we both smoked a bone[Chorus 2X][Inspectah Deck]
Mean streets...
Just when
I thought
I was out, they pulled me back in
The streets stay flooded with crack rocks and
Mac shotsThe scenery's money, guerrillas in the back drop
The livest'll pop, the weakest get chopped where they stand
Singing the judge's name, dropped in the stand
Drug money kills, blood on my bills, mud on my
NikesOnly buying with the couple that
I trust with my life
Twenty four sev' ducking the feds, infrared wtih lead
Gamble with off track betting instead
In my hood anybody can get it, and everybody want it
Cutthroat executives, the corners, the office
And the thought is to be boss of all bosses
The cost is ya life, swimming with sharks and orcas
So keep ya guards up, or get scarred up
It's a Cold
World, I told you with
***** Just'
The bigger the funds, the bigger the guns that's blazing
It's sick in the slums and *************z are stunting for nathin'[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, my gun been in more *************z mouths than a whore had *************
With creamy **** on the side of her jaw
It's Rigatone, *************, sliding through airports
Riding on *************z like
MJ, same day
I rocked you, comprende?
Yeah, I'm kinda off cuz my guns was dirty
That last joint that hit you, kid, you made the top thirty
Early, walk with me and strap with a vengeance
More or less
Ghostface
Killah'll stretch you out like mad words in a sentence
Smell the gas burning (yeah) feel the fire (word)
Real talk, it's not that bull*************t from
The WireIt's them disco kids that clap iron
Champion hoods, if ya coke don't freeze, my face is not worth frying
We crack eight************* with pool sticks
Bungee jump off a mountain of bricks
************* you up if you slinging those nicks
Toney Starks from the octagon, my ox is on
Snap Matt
Hughes' neck with my boxers on[Chorus 2X]
