Raekwon The Chef - 100 Rounds Lyrics
Man: yoWhat up d? huh?You bought that from tower records?Whats that, let me see that bagGet the ***** off, get the ***** off itCome here man, what the ***** i...(banging)Like that nigga, give me that manYou dead on this purple tape nigga you dead on that***** outta here (gun *****)Raekwon: niggas think I cant sell five million?Yall niggas is madYall must not know the work I put in on thisFor real, thats for real for real (ha ha)Represent, flick it up all day nigga, immobilarityYall know my work, this category is raw[raekwon]Aiyo slash your positionVerbal mike physicianBlow lines like chimes in the kitchenGod should vega, straight up stomp that fake outWhat, he biting everything, biting his nutsWe slang like championsCaught me in the outlet in hamptonsStyle it outThrowin four thousand outSwimsuit mammal get highFloat flammableDrop off in a benz boat lampableRear like hittin a deerPlayin cuban linx movin in the chair, he got a earNo question all brolic guerillas stand upWhoever large throw a hand upThrow a grand upLets like multiplyCon-nect both sides, big shit low rides, ga-lideEverybody bump onceYo chef gonna throw yall niggas free lunchHit the l twice, need it onceTrack be yelling like a whoreLike a swelling on a soreOr this rap magellion on your jawIm a night freak,Boating on the weekends, ten a weekFlows spray it like cliniqueRich unique, ***** you weakContact reek, we callin up leekYo he famous like ali feet, yo mysticalRap larry davis with a pistolAnd dis youYou a student, *****in wit a principalChorus(x2)Rollin like ten at a timeBegin, love revolves around a thin lineGo against this, send mineLace you chase you downLet a hundred rounds race youNow you went from brolic to a facial[raekwon]Yo, ayo glass tree houseYo, fiendin like ***** in a green houseRush and cut, chain cream outBlow steam outRare like guccis in earsGoose bearsSkied up, loving all my deustch yearsCoat for broadwayHundred and 39th all dayGot my chick rollin call her parle20th century max like jail penitentiaryNikki barnes gon lynch meWhat, fruit flavored nikesBenz 2000 the hype pieceSend half my love out to white peepsWu-tang emblem, success, make a nigga trembleNine of us stand, nine resembleFilling out tax reportsLook live up in guess shorts*****es got love and supportYo, leather jacket, yellowLeather hat, mack it real mellowNew york state of mind, crime othelloWild zoo of *****es, burrow thats statenYo we actin, wud up we do that crack thing captainStill camaflouge jacketsMad racketsOut yo we cap shit, picture that nigga mashinChorus(x2)[raekwon]Yo,aiyo blowin more reasonFor a season, wud up shortie jaw seasonBaltimore hall bleedingTake money, remember that ? dun gottori? sonDripped out in bahamas all bummyGain you out patriotPortrait of my love mad shitNow we with things, the long gray shitLuke *****es in barookCute big, fat *****es with lukeLex you need boots that switchesFlights over iraqIroning my hat out, and laxConnecting with diplomat catsHarlem hustle connect, iceberg varsity checkRimmin well ice drool off my dickAbe lincoln president suites, lay eventuallyPinch me, I bought head from monica lewinskyArrest that hoodlumStrong arm that the white goodenFaggot nigga frontin, knew he wouldntFlexible impact rhymin professionalWe staked out eatin all side vegetablesProsperity rhymes, linesCasians and asiansLets blaze niggas with the shineChorus(x2)Raekwon: yea word up, thats right ha haYall be loving my shit, yea all the real niggasStand up, hey yo let me speak, let me speakYo this a new year right hereIts the 2 with the 3 zeros, here me?Its gonna get technical for realLets play the game rightIts jus a friendly game of baseballHa feel me? hey yo santanna, yoBring that suitcase in here kidLets count that, where it came from?Where it came from? rollin like ten at a time...
