[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Nobody can't stop our reign

I don't bend, I don't break

Too much dough to ever go broke

Too much flow, I'm not no fluke

Too much champagne to use flutes

I'm straight from the bottle like a genie hoop

Grant you death wishes

I don't dance, I just do this

Burn it down, I smell Piff

I'm posted up

Like an advertisment for a gangsta flick

She like that, I'm smoother

She's used to dudes trying to seduce her

I tell her straight up let's move towards the exit

So I can put her high-heeled shoes up

On the roof of the hard head coupe

She want me for me, and you for loot

You goof troop, I mob

Throughout the globe, you're a local star

Stay in your lane and get folded

Wrapped up like tour bus promotion

You're a flop, when your album drop

It's like dropping a brick into the ocean

R-A-W

[Verse 2: Havoc]

Daytime drama, niggas get soaked

Washed up good, blood stained clothes

I'm OD reckless

Out of left field my team'll just wet this

You ain't gotta like it but respect it

You ain't gotta fight it, just let it

What's good, everything Gucci 'til

I gotta give to them raw like sushi bill

Nigga get his kufi pealed

I'm that nigga, bitches choose me still

And them same hoes ya'll niggas open off

Left my penthouse with a swollen jaw

I'm everything you can't be it's hopeless

Like a penny with a hole in it, oh shit

Worthless, and I'm just perfect

On purpose, Hav at your service

R-A-W

[Verse 3: Raekwon]

Any towels out there B?

Bring your album out nigga

Come on B

I'm foul with a gorgeous neck

Dusted and style, a half moon caesar

Al protect me

Bruce Lee glasses in the Aston

Sniffing a half a glass of Coke

Wild out for last year

Money stronger, Benz longer

Jetting to the Teeter Barrel

Two sprinters along

Ghost catch me in your pocket

Other than that, up in the stockage

Wool ridge jacket on the pop bitch

No funny money, my bunny Colombian

Thick back, grey eyes, and she got no stomach

Pull out the wiper and sweep

Drop it out the window

My kin'll blow you right to sleep

We professionals dickhead, grabbing our testicles

Who wanna battle, bring your burners and geckos

I'm sure to have fun on you young niggas

I'm not a hater, or can't stand on my man to man 'em