lirik lagu cory ak - imagine this
[intro: raekwon, (8th ward #1)]
get the f-ck outta here..
(get the f-ck outta here, son!)
(word) not them n-ggas, cory ak
that’s my n-gga right there
(what?) i knew you was gonna get on it
the check writer that’s right, n-gga
son is nasty right there, he holdin the f-ck down
yeah, what? 8th ward?
you know them n-ggas is giants, yo
yo i’m get a p-ss on you, hit me up
[raekwon]
yo, my technique wires n-gga’s jaws
take your’s, we caked up playin boards
the sword spinnin, rotary dice, white linen
invite women, chunks of ice on spinnin
money on the back hand, rackin pinion
stacked out, black civilian, chrome t–th, billions
uh, kennedy money, twist the don king
raise your arm, who rock a stockin cap? calm, gritty songs
broadcast the line on you spark steakhouse
medowlark, he threw the eight out
threw his darts, don’t play without
falcon in atlanta with a bandana
white b-tches fly, he threw a santana blow thru rose’s hanna
big duke rockin right there, eye observin his grill
power silencers is real, eh yo
ak feed the block, drop teaspoons, feed em for slot
versace rag top bop, playin cops
air max, newdoff threw his suit off
pepsi paper, we can’t paint em with the lakers, lakers
throw a retainer down, cream team deligators throw the flame out
polly popper with a large wop, eh yo, check it out…
[cory ak]
yo, we makin power moves, sprayin power navigators
cash rules, coast to coast, city to city
see poppi flash, eight n-ggas, eight jeeps and a stash fool
and when the drama pop up, then they har-ss you
run up on ya -ss with all black ski masks, fool
cuz you naw on n-ggas -ss like a cashew
iced down, platinum g-twelve when we blast thru
holigen lights, monitors in the dash, fool
politicin about this paper we gon keep gettin
mo rollies, more jeeps, sittin, deep dishin
wishin, oh, one day, you’re gon be sittin
with ak father, makin moves out to san quinten
[chorus: cory ak, (raekwon)]
when we speak, n-ggas 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, n-ggas 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 songs
he run with five live k!ller whale cons
marketin, jibar clothes on barkin
take it back, six-seven waves, shark skin
three-twenty wagons, flaggin down dragons
grab him, he got his paper in his pocket, let’s have him
benz seagal, ezekial chapters, sneak previews
at you, catch the moment like a statue
-n-lyzin the figures, n-ggas pull bigger
tradin in vigors, mascarade, paid n-ggas
buenos dias, c.i, collect chicked casa filas
yo, we own boats, rackin down 40 kilas
[8th ward #1]
yo, not tryin to blow, you f-ckin with a bartender
bird with navigation, y’all n-ggas get lost, players
the utmost, pretty young thugs that pack toast
and ain’t afraid to cash the filas and get close
somebody goin coast to coast like van andrews
throw that sh-t on the vegetables
we got more b-tches to cut thru
who you? i can’t see you, y’all can’t see me
cuz y’all n-ggas put on shows like wb’s
while my network ain’t nuttin but terantino fl!cks
you know? guns, money, b-tches and hot whips
hot sh-t, nothin ‘less spitten by ben franklin
and your girl bathe me with her rongue
[8th ward #2 – ?teddy?]
y’all n-ggas can’t ready for teddy to hop out of the chevy
two guns, four clips, chips in the benzy
forty-inch, cuban heavy, i been down
can’t come up, shine from sundown to sun-up
some clown’ll run up, yappin his mouth
’til teddy pull out his six and smack in his mouth
f-ck your car, catch teddy, jackin your house
takin all your sh-t, plus kidnappin your spouse
while your -ss still sleepin in bed
havin wet dreams about how you plan on stoppin ted
little light-skin n-gga, about a buck sixty-seven
high five-ten but i pack a mac-eleven
chorus
[outro: raekwon, (cory ak)]
yea, yea, y’all know it’s real in the field
(imagine that) f-ck around and get your wig pealed
(ak father, raekwon) yea, y’all know the mothaf-ckin m.o
my n-gga ak (what? what?) 8th ward, carry ya sword
(what, n-gga? 8th ward, you heard?
louis rich lex leonardo raekwon diamonds
(uh, what? what?) let me tell y’all fake–ss
yo, son, you know you the illest
i ain’t even gonna say nothin no more
straight up, straight up
yo, check this out, huh?
i’m goin up the block, right?
i don’t wanna f-ck with that thing right there
i’ma get up with you in a minute, kid
word up (cream team, n-gga) oh yeah, oh yeah
(chef raekwon, n-gga) i’ll see you in a minute, kid
keep everything right (uh, big mook, n-gga)
yea, yea.. -fades- (ak father 2000! mr ak father is back!)
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