New Wu Lyrics - Ghostface Killah

What up, son? Maintainin', maintainin', you know? 

You good, right? Everythin' proper still, right? 

Come on, man, what's the matter with you, man? 

Ain't nothin', just want us to be on 

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through 

Bust a shot on your block, give me a su 

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in 

All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin 

Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do 

Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu 

Now throw ya W's up 

Back from the slums, it be the Wu 

You know how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags 

Black doorags, ski masks is on, g-rags 

Don't try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass 

You'll learn respect, burst when I ask 

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Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject 

Love deck, thug battle, drug vest, snub sets, iller than most 

Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three boats 

Realers is killa, gangsta feel notes 

Hibernation yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information 

Vivid vacation, deliberation moments 

Move like '91 Romans, clonin' everythin' 

Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome 

Maxed out, annex style, my team brand bandits 

Make a move and get blown off the planet, baby 

Hold that cannon, just understand 

We got the whole shit padlocked down, my niggas won't have it 

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through 

Bust a shot on your block, give me a su 

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in 

All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin 

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Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do 

Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu 

Now throw ya W's up 

Back from the slums, it be the Wu 

Aiyo, jumpin' out of Benz wagons, my family live in the hill 

They call us Bin Ladins, laughin', turbaned up 

Faggot niggaz get murdered up 

These streets is like radio beef so watch how the kid turn it up 

Bulletproof tuxes, knuckle games is clarkers and busters 

Eighteen niggas is bringin' the ruckus 

Flame throwers on our backs and shoulders 

The rusty joints still work, the trey eight'll blow one of your doujas 

When it's mad, he the mad calm, walk around 

Gold collect, 36, so before G bomb 

My inner strength flowin', I mastered chi kung 

Y'all Planet of the Apes, standin' next to King Kong 

Forensic file, ultraviolet hype, sky blue bales 

Layin' niggas like ceramic tile 

I'm like Urlacher, beastin' at the top of the pile 

Layin' niggas in the nuts, nigga, damn I'm foul 

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through 

Bust a shot on your block, give me a su 

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in 

All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin 

Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do 

Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu 

Now throw ya W's up 

Back from the slums, it be the Wu 

We blow money, got game, hold it, we pop things 

Look for me, crams in my pocket, chef cook for me 

Blue magic bundles, I'm dope but on the humble I'm a good dude 

Don't short change me, seen as a hood, dude 

Beer drinkin', Cuban Linkin', new way of thinkin' 

Got me thinkin' back, break the handcuffs 

Run out the precinct, this is hard body, hard knocks 

If you pushin' that hard rock then let these niggas go off top 

We rock fitted, dropkick it, I lived it and not quit it 

I'm pinchin', my pops lift it, need business, I'm not finished 

I'm too hot with it, you bitchin', the plot thicken 

I'm shittin' the glow, spittin' if nigga don't stop snitchin' 

Just what the block missin', the two-seater with the top missin' 

And two divas with they tops missin' 

Now that's livin' to me, I'm what these kids is killin' to be 

But I don't want my children to be 

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W comin' through 

Bust a shot on your block, give me a su 

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in 

All my niggas take a toke off this weed, let it begin 

Here we go, yo, ya'll already know what it do 

Brand new, nigga, back from the slums, it be the Wu 

Now throw ya W's up 

Back from the slums, it be the Wu