the wall, gun brawl Kid, I end it for all ya'll (Shake that cake bitch) Son'll stop the dough from flowin Spotless rock glowin, shots are blowin Pop the
know that me no take back no truck Come my glock bark me .4-5, licka licka shot Tell another sound boy this, I must pop a shot In them tears, him back
got Ain't got a lot, run from red dot, spot like cop Oh lord, I got the drop, shot the blood claat Non-stop, pop pop pop pop goes the gat Still fat, still
the track in the head, but I instead Pull my ?dart gun? and bust sixteen until its dead I'm the game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yellin Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
track in the head, but I instead Pull my ?dart gun? and bust sixteen until its dead I'm the game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yellin Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
my performance starts I push a armored car wit ?Lauren Harts? Nineteen inches, I'm not on the charts Doc turnin dark off a warning shot Drive off and pop
and bullet scar It's the Riddler, riddle me this, riddle me that Who the pretender? And who the door man that let them enter? The Wu-Tang, 36 Cham',
This is a Wu-Tang Killa Bee exclusive blast Wake up, wake up, wake up Wu-tang, Wu-Tang Wu-tang, Wu-Tang Wu-tang, Wu-Tang Wu-tang, Wu-Tang Bobby Steels
Digital, Bobby Digital, Wu Tang, Killer Bees It's all about Bobby, I'm floatin' in your galaxy You fallin' down a endless tunnel of doom reality Grahically
[Chorus: Trigga - Money Makin' Operation] We famous decorators Outlaws with the force with the Money Makers Wu-Tang when we bang we be regulators Player
I lie to these niggas that I came up with that?s my team, never would I let a woman come between what we doing right now this our dream, Wu Tang Clan
Don't get it twisted, we, twist it up and even mixed with dust See these fans can't resist the rush, they Wu-Tang for life Scarred for life, they can'
prison thing Came out still on point, like the RZA rings I'm from Compton but my inkpen live in Queens Rep the dub like Wu-Tang, and I got (Killa Bees
drama [Joell Ortiz] Uhh, dollar icey from, papi with the scraper, glock with the laser Tryin my best not to pop yet but the drop is major Shot my lil
my Clan It'll only take a grand (just to handle that, man) [Inspectah Deck:] Yo, bottles pop, llamas and glocks, kamikaze cops Pop shots off of dollars
that's snuck cross the border Semi-automatic attack'll spray y'all Liquid Sword swingin slay all, I'm AWOL [Chorus x1.5] [Verse Three: Street Thug] Wu-Tang