Smith Bros.

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 x2: Raekwon]
My niggas wont stop til we straight, select bigger gates
We wont stop until we buyin estate, yo
Pull out them burners and front, where
Im from Better shoot something, if not, niggas wont 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,
Ill battle you , you, you and your whole gridlocked
Little shit, supported the beef
Fly Pierre couldnt tell me nothin with a brand new beard
Couldnt wait, but kept survivin the years
We sold crack daily, crack mad baileys, 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 gamell get you trapped when its time, yo [Chorus x2] [Raekwon]
The years 1990, everybody grimey
Crack was whats in it, the vehicles was 1-90s
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 its on, we gon rep and rock, nobody call the cops [Chorus x2] [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
Thats some letters, all my niggas live together
Baby yellin whatever, we all write in hands, nothin but creeps
Hold me down, love,
Ill hold you fatter
Watch me catch both of these actors, its
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
Its just a young poor hustlers thing
But your gun got a ring, if you gonna live like a young kid [Chorus x2] [Outro: Raekwon]
Too all them killas and the bank robbers
This is another, another,
Smith Bros. production
Production, its
Lex Diamonds, muthafucka
You know what time it is