Raekwon - Drop A Diamond lyrics

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Raekwon - Drop A Diamond lyrics

[Intro] "That's it. Joey Zasa. He can't be doing this alone. Ugh, just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in!" [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] The smell of speed is in the air When known for smoking path A bunch of different people, one building Tonight we culture clash I ain't supposed to be here, my n***a Them lives be over fast Young'ns disappear, then be bigger Looks like he chose the AVE Look how I treat my inferiors, not my equals Gold skin chronic interior, peep my prequel Don't let that glitter deceive you She'll get one up, you'll bleed too Very seldom you'll squeeze through Check my propellers from diesel Every weekend I be lit up Tailored for fly drops Up and down one of the side blocks She licks the eye of cyclops Party not, Givenchy star, my high tops My chain hit and bring her pretty a** home That Loubie RBI pops Play them games around here, be in that sky box Ain't no freedom of crime props Bestin me just Rewind. Stop Shout out to lye shops Every one of them on my time slot Shocks to those who think I can't do it I'm thinking "Why not?" [Hook: Lloyd Banks] Nobody said it would be easy, baby, you believe me? No battles will take the fun out at all, never defeat me Drop a diamond for the coolest n***a I'm back to shining with my movie n***a Know they've been waiting, time to deliver Where the real motherf**ers at? Too many faking now, what's up with that? I'd rather get to it, one up to Mac I tipped a mountain, there ain't no coming back A thousand dimes, I fell in love with racks [Verse 2: Raekwon] What up, son? Umbrella handguns 45 hammers coming, all of these Samantha on par Keep shedding campus running Newscaster cameras come Nickel plated cannon gun Bystanders chased by the highlanders, I plan to rumble War rich thugs, a few rich cubs Hide money inside the screw twist tubs And, yo, smoke weed, bring monster trees Petrified n***as who testified Get blown down, electrified Hard n***as used to starve a n***a Rob the rob n***as, now we flex the cars Eating [?}, my n***a Build minx style, wild I berry and lynx style Dressed a drawer full of shells, I think childish What you want to do? My money be up too And we be up all week laying to interrupt you Sprinter trucks, roll up What's up k**er, f** you! Red carpet, you're out Blaow, look up, BOOM! [Hook: Lloyd Banks] [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] One wrong makes me angry, two wrongs makes it even One of the greatest MCing Homie, the date i should be in Homie, I take out the legion Stone me and call me Holy mattress from the hoes I'm holding Hollering season Man, I do it cause its therapeutic Better I use it, tough as leather music Straight since the teacher who severed students Off the head with Judas I had to make it, I'm from South Jamaica Put here to drop everybody, me and my taser Hit the city, she's going to drop through the party, 3 AM favors These days they gave us well spent, champagne bent I need a famous wall to paint my tape on You ripped the seal of napalm And it's raining, hate storm Triggers reveal an A-bomb Jeweler ice me the f** up Freeze out my demons Lightening 'Rarri speaking Holy bars reroute the Heathens One is for the money, two is for the money Two doors too late to lose me with time They looking for me... [Hook: Lloyd Banks]

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