Smith Bros. Lyrics - Raekwon

[Intro: Raekwon] 

Take it back 1993, '94 or something 

Yeah, runnin' through the stairs and shit 

Trynna to get to the roof 

Narcotos is on, some other shit 

[Chorus 2X: Raekwon] 

My niggas won't stop til we straight, select bigger gates 

We won't stop until we buyin' estate, yo 

Pull out them burners and front, where I'm from 

Better shoot something, if not, niggas won't salute nothing 

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[Raekwon] 

Corner filled chains and Gucci glasses 

The was the era when we flipped all the shh, on the store, splashed it 

Had Dominicans runnin' and eatin' steak and cheese sandwiches 

They in the back, braggin', the fifth slut 

Fuckin' with a few niggas nieces, take it back when we would 

Rock for a leases and stand on the speakers 

I got the shit locked, I'll battle you, you, you and your whole gridlocked 

Little shit, supported the beef 

Fly Pierre couldn't tell me nothin' with a brand new beard 

Couldn't wait, but kept survivin' the years 

We sold crack daily, crack mad bailey's, crack faces and skulls 

Sit back, watchin' the mack, twist carefully 

It was them horrifyin' times, spit dimes 

Police sneak up, I hope he know the time, get mine 

Just livin' the ghettos, where we suppose stand loyal 

But the game'll get you trapped when it's time, yo 

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[Chorus 2X] 

[Raekwon] 

The year's 1990, everybody grimey 

Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's 

Young shorties be gettin' their bread, haunted by Jamaicans 

Them niggas had their corners on red 

Map the laws, runnin' cards, playin' bars 

Mask the coke in the cars, twist the gan', mad, crackin' cigars 

Smokin' through Queens, bitches stealin' Guess jeans 

Get the scope on our stars, little did we know, we folow they dreams 

Now we get around in live limosines, flash stacks in cuisines 

Combat, get to smackin' the fiends, just max for a minute and lean 

All the shit for the moment, slick omens, my opponents would scheme 

We were shot downtown, hit trains, buy cables and remain 

The illest villains, walkin' in spots 

Playin' the corners, baby, vision or not 

Said yo, and when it's on, we gon' rep and rock, nobody call the cops 

[Chorus 2X] 

[Raekwon] 

Where all the major swingers, yo 

Where all the live fresh, came home, up state livin' fly rangers 

We rep them niggas and we love 'em 

Sons, we hug 'em, they make it home and be gone in a week 

That's some letters, all my niggas live together 

Baby yellin' whatever, we all write in hands, nothin' but creeps 

Hold me down, love, I'll hold you fatter 

Watch me catch both of these actors, it's Ice Water throwin' hits in the cling 

Bloodhounds is on you, goons is beamin' 

Take it to the team to team, plot thing, blew you a bean 

It's just a young poor hustlers thing 

But your gun got a ring, if you gonna live like a young kid 

[Chorus 2X] 

[Outro: Raekwon] 

Too all them killas and the bank robbers 

This is another, another, Smith Bros. production 

Production, it's Lex Diamonds, muthafucka 

You know what time it is