Heart To Heart Lyrics - Singles - Raekwon The Chef

Fuck that shit Raekwon 

Do that shit 

Fuck them niggas... 

Whats up playboy 

Nigga, you doing you're thing 

Nigga, go ahead 

Chorus: [Raekwon] 

Yeah, them fake duels 

Any real niggas baby make moves 

Pay dues, bitches who relate rock shoes yo 

Damn, them niggas stay frontin 

Tryin' to hollywoodize the realness 

But ain't sayin nothin 

[Raekwon] 

Yo, bagel material, contact Merial kid 

She sling cell weight, bust gun material 

Fast like splash and rice, stash you're wife 

Curry, chicken, and bitches crime on my right 

I'm marvelous extra large 

Threw y'all faggot niggas in the game 

and now y'all niggas ain't feelin ours 

Love is a message from my family 

Cream Team Incorporated, Wu-Tang Clan is what you plan to be 

Oh yeah, ladies in here, say yeah 

Do it like yeah, starvin niggas fake rocks in they ears 

Black down hat with the beak up, unique what 

You need to stop wilin, the fam won't speak up 

Toast, the most official niggas on post 

Yellin out "how ya nigga Ghost," rich he supposed 

Now I'm just talkin this one 

Don't make me diss one paw 

Its all about enterprisin and get rich son 

Steal a nigga yo, collect currency yo 

Could lock a bank up, IRS can suck dick straight up 

Had dosche, oil of olay, play nigga lay 

??? a cheap shit, crush them niggas like clay 

Van Damn hammers, 2000 Jaguar, cameras 

The little shit, seeing what you're plan was 

Made y'all niggas go platinum 

I made y'all niggas flow happen 

Lets battle for cash captain 

Remember, the cold giant on the set 

Lyin on you're dick, play for real take it care of'ya ex 

Thats right I'm hungry, this go out to y'all alumni 

Faggot niggas dead wrong 

Yeah, I'm player hatin, waitin 

The culture of this nation 

You lay Bay Boy since '88, stop leanin on me 

Turnin iceberg money into laundry 

Been taught a whole country 

This technician bash opponents 

Flow is llike Ronin, the movie 

My gun blew your store up 

Allah you our god, translating peace to the god 

Lewis Rich slash signatures on the credit card 

Me, Bird, Binkie, Santana, bad with the hammer 

My dun power through a hundred grand up 

Words from the Martin Luther King version 

We burn versus then send 'em out Fed Ex, fast service 

Chorus 

[Reakwon] 

The tailor made king of New York 

Designer walk, Prince of Wales 

Hundred sales stock broke and hotels 

Playa hyply, them niggas dislikin me 

Challenge my style politely, thats like fightin whitey 

Here we go again lord, climb aboard 

Stevie Wonder award 

>From here to UK, movin on your broad 

Speak through Ninex, go ahead and rhyme next dun 

Runnin up on nine vets, minds rep, we run your projects 

All greenery on, see on lights, movin like Deion 

The eagle on plus scream on all y'all bitches 

The Blair Witch rich nigga vision, comprehension 

Listen, its called slang optimism 

Connect dots, niggas is large you can't see us 

Y'all select cops, screamin niggas bars on your drops yo 

Damn, what the world became of 

A nigga buy a chain and he think he a thug 

Here drink a slug (*ppppsssshhhh*) 

Major niggas call it, y'all niggas is like a bar 

I'm the war wick paw, straight up assorted 

Yo, just a bark from the tree of life 

Niggas ain't eatin right 

Give 'em a taste and let 'em see the light 

Chorus: Repeat x3 

[Raekwon] 

...Ain't sayin nothin