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Текст песни Cory Ak f 8th Ward, Raekwon - Imagine This

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[Intro: Raekwon, (8th Ward #1)]Get the fuck outta here..(Get the fuck outta here, son!)(Word) Not them niggaz, Cory AkThat`s my nigga right there(What?) I knew you was gonna get on itThe check writer that`s right, niggaSon is nasty right there, he holdin the fuck downYeah, what? 8th Ward?You know them niggaz is giants, yoYo I`m get a pass on you, hit me up[Raekwon]Yo, my technique wires nigga`s jawsTake your`s, we caked up playin boardsThe sword spinnin, rotary dice, white linenInvite women, chunks of ice on spinninMoney on the back hand, rackin pinionStacked out, black civilian, chrome teeth, billionsUh, Kennedy money, twist the Don KingRaise your arm, who rock a stockin cap? Calm, gritty songsBroadcast the line on you spark steakhouseMedowlark, he threw the eight outThrew his darts, don`t play withoutFalcon in Atlanta with a bandanaWhite bitches fly, he threw a Santana blow thru Rose`s HannaBig Duke rockin right there, eye observin his grillPower silencers is real, eh yoAk feed the block, drop teaspoons, feed em for slotVersace rag top bop, playin copsAir Max, Newdoff threw his suit offPepsi paper, we can`t paint em with the Lakers, LakersThrow a retainer down, Cream Team deligators throw the flame outPolly popper with a large wop, eh yo, check it out...[Cory Ak]Yo, we makin power moves, sprayin power navigatorsCash Rules, coast to coast, city to citySee poppi flash, eight niggaz, eight Jeeps and a stash foolAnd when the drama pop up, then they harass youRun up on ya ass with all black ski masks, foolCuz you naw on niggaz ass like a cashewIced down, platinum G-twelve when we blast thruHoligen lights, monitors in the dash, foolPoliticin about this paper we gon keep gettinMo rollies, more Jeeps, sittin, deep dishinWishin, oh, one day, you`re gon be sittinWith Ak Father, makin moves out to San Quinten[Chorus: Cory Ak, (Raekwon)]When we speak, niggaz listen like Evangelist(Known from New York, Philly to Los Angeles)With the Vibe Crack Entertainment back in this(Cory Ak and Raekwon, yo, imagine this)When we speak, niggaz listen like Evangelist(Known from New York, Philly to Los Angeles)With the 8th Ward and Cream Team back in this(Cory Ak and Raekwon, yo, imagine this)[Raekwon]Yo, framin well on, dunn be jailin on songsHe run with five live killer whale consMarketin, Jibar clothes on barkinTake it back, six-seven waves, shark skinthree-twenty wagons, flaggin down dragonsGrab him, he got his paper in his pocket, let`s have himBenz seagal, Ezekial chapters, sneak previewsat you, catch the moment like a statueAnalyzin the figures, niggaz pull biggerTradin in vigors, mascarade, paid niggazBuenos dias, C.I, collect chicked casa FilasYo, we own boats, rackin down 40 kilas[8th Ward #1]Yo, not tryin to blow, you fuckin with a bartenderBird with navigation, y`all niggaz get lost, playersThe utmost, pretty young thugs that pack toastand ain`t afraid to cash the Filas and get closeSomebody goin coast to coast like Van AndrewsThrow that shit on the vegetablesWe got more bitches to cut thruWho you? I can`t see you, y`all can`t see mecuz y`all niggaz put on shows like WB`sWhile my network ain`t nuttin but Terantino flicksYou know? Guns, money, bitches and hot whipsHot shit, nothin `less spitten by Ben Franklinand your girl bathe me with her rongue[8th Ward #2 - ?Teddy?]Y`all niggaz can`t ready for Teddy to hop out of the ChevyTwo guns, four clips, chips in the BenzyForty-inch, Cuban heavy, I been downCan`t come up, shine from sundown to sun-upSome clown`ll run up, yappin his mouth`Til Teddy pull out his six and smack in his mouthFuck your car, catch Teddy, jackin your houseTakin all your shit, plus kidnappin your spouseWhile your ass still sleepin in bedHavin wet dreams about how you plan on stoppin TedLittle light-skin nigga, about a buck sixty-sevenHigh five-ten but I pack a mac-elevenChorus[Outro: Raekwon, (Cory Ak)]Yea, yea, y`all know it`s real in the field(Imagine that) Fuck around and get your wig pealed(Ak Father, Raekwon) Yea, y`all know the mothafuckin M.O.My nigga Ak (What? What?) 8th Ward, carry ya sword(What, nigga? 8th Ward, you heard?Louis Rich Lex Leonardo Raekwon Diamonds(Uh, what? What?) Let me tell y`all fake-assYo, son, you know you the illestI ain`t even gonna say nothin no moreStraight up, straight upYo, check this out, huh?I`m goin up the block, right?I don`t wanna fuck with that thing right thereI`ma get up with you in a minute, kidWord up (Cream Team, nigga) Oh yeah, oh yeah(Chef Raekwon, nigga) I`ll see you in a minute, kidKeep everything right (Uh, Big Mook, nigga)Yea, yea.. *fades* (Ak Father 2000! Mr Ak Father is back!)

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