[Intro: Raekwon (The Game)]

Yo Game what up, (Yo Chef what it is)

Ain't nothing my nigga, tryna get paid in full man

(You know I'm definitely down for that)

So you reppin' Black Wall Street right

(Black Wall Street general, five star soldier and all that)

No question I'm reppin' Vatican, we gone do this big nigga style

Let's take em there for real, let's go

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Before flusty days livin' in Killa Hills

I was young'd out with rusty waves

Cuttin' hair, chillin', going down town blazin'

Layin' up in Albee Square, when I bought my first fronts there

Everybody young as fuck, in the pizza shop, what up?

Brooklyn niggas rap with a cuffle

Call the highlights the gangsta dialect

Before I let any nigga take mine I'm dyin', Moet

What's the jump off, the new shit

Demi sec, hold up a sec

Get this crack money, niggas except

Wick checks, food stamps and amps

Blue Wallabees, Aviaries' on in the back on the ramp

You know we pop off for hours, cowards beware

Word to Mother, you gon' respect my power

Respect the dollar, no quizzy, get busy

It was like adolescents at war, we clapped them thizzies

On the duece suited Voltron, the ratchet heavy

In the crib coolin' blunted, watchin' Tom & Jerry

Bagin' up, laughin', blingin', rhymin' and singin'

When it come to getting currency, call me a swinger

We rock Maybachs, Benzes is little

Icicles on, cover the ground with a massive dribble

Call us ballers, brawlers, them whores want all us

Suede down, coolin', playin' spades with quarters

And then left it for the rap game

All my niggas grab 'pagne

Bust of them seals it's mad flames, y'all lames

Stay in your lane, we movin' like big money

Bet a nigga die for them chains

You know the slang baby, watch me lay her

Half goon, half mayor, the other half call me a hater

But later, I'ma polly for Rae-ah, and a hundred wolves

Pull next time, respect the playa, what

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Flashbacks, memories, two shots of Hennessy

Street life etiquette, real niggas blend with me

Talkin' 'bout ten a key, Baltimore, Tennessee

I ain't got to tell you, how long I been a G

Flashbacks, memories, two shots of Hennessy

Street life etiquette, real niggas blend with me

Talkin' 'bout ten a key, Baltimore, Tennessee

I ain't got to tell you, how long I been a G

[Verse 2: The Game]

I'm sick and that drop Aston is the medicine

Ridin' with the moon in the rear view, it's only evident

I'm fly as the wings on a seven forty-seven jet

Game code his rhymes, ain't even been recorded yet

On the fence where my Father used to sport a Vet

And my Uncle Red ran the rock like door set

Rewind time ten years before I had the Lex

Mail man scared to drop the bills on my door step

Little nigga street dreamin' 'bout a fast car

My father had dope tracks like his arm was Nascar

In eighty-seven, shit I was maybe seven

Watchin' my big brother throwin' ten, come back with eleven

Only knew what it was cause I overheard

My Pops on the phone talkin' 'bout selling all my birds

I cried over the next eight years over them pigeons

To only find out not one was missing, word

[Chorus: Raekwon]

Flashbacks, memories, two shots of Hennessy

Street life etiquette, real niggas blend with me

Talkin' 'bout ten a key, Baltimore, Tennessee

I ain't got to tell you, how long I been a G

Flashbacks, memories, two shots of Hennessy

Street life etiquette, real niggas blend with me

Talkin' 'bout ten a key, Baltimore, Tennessee

I ain't got to tell you, how long I been a G

[Outro: Raekwon]

Yeah, that's how we do what we do, knahmsayin'?

For real, the only thing we do baby

Is fold dough, you heard?

And read the DuPont all day nigga

And get the stove clean you heard

This is real official shit man, word up man

Our jewelry is different from all these

Phony ass, carrot cake ass niggas

Fake ice philanthropist, you know what the fuck I mean nigga

Ha ha, it's real niggas right here boy

Word up, go buy the babies them big bangin

Am & Barshon necklaces, nothing but Louie luggage nigga

YouknowhatI'msayin', catch me in the South of France nigga

Clean as a fuck, that's how it go

Yeah, this is powerful shit baby, word up

Black Wall Street, Vatican, BT man, what up baby