Raekwon - Smith Bros.Lyrics

[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 [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 [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