About Me Lyrics - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Vol. 2 - Raekwon

Aiyo, Shallah, what up? (Yeah, you know how we do it) 

(Turn me up, kid, let's get it popping) 

Crazy, let's go get 'em killa (Yo Dre, good looking on this coke, man) 

(This shit is official) 

Aiyo, it's back to business, making them diskettes, pushing sixes 

Rocking wild animals on jackets are sickening 

Hear me? From here to Rockaway to Cali, we flipped this 

Broad day, Chef'll saute, his lyrics is crispy 

Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae stuck in position 

Bout to flame broil his coke and get busy 

What? Politics, pop collars and drive violent whips 

Stay fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, honor it 

Sit back, yelling it's nothing, unless his buttons get pressed 

We don't stress nothing, we only get dressed 

Stretched out, moving professional, frying more fish 

I heard it in slurs, them niggas is blessed 

While we ball to the maximum, give me the floor, for real 

I show off and let my money get stretched 

Take it to a new level, new bezzle, few rebels 

Few wolves with medals on, you know we get test 

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Me, nigga, me, that's who, Cash Rule 

(Hah, better slow it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh) 

Me, nigga, me, pass through, rascals 

(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them track suits, black, come on) 

Me, nigga, me, capsules, birds, whips 

Ounces and fifths (no licking the glass, duke, yeah) 

Yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yeah (yeah) 

I'm here, so it's there, yea-yea-yea-yeah, yeah 

Here comes the, a lethal presentation taking you places you never been 

Deadlier than the combination of coke and heroin 

I see the weakness in most of you niggas that be hollering 

So I toned it down, so these words be piercing your lower obdomen 

What I meant to say abdomen, keep on listening and following 

While I'm ditecting a German, hateful niggas, chicks be swallowing 

And if you look funny to me, and there's a problem then 

I put you under an ultraviolet light or a halogen 

As if I was busy deciphering counterfeit dollars and 

Hoes in like some kind of Biblical figure, King Solomon 

Hah, just for the record, what we do is essential 

While I captivate the masses and keep the moments eventful 

Doc Dre, Bust, Shallah Rae, see the vision? 

Most you niggas still in disbelief, just came into fruition now 

Pop the cork up off this bottle and you pour it 

So euphoric, document this moment, shit is so historic 

Photos 

King of kings spit blood, all on my apron 

Wash a nigga face with the mack, smoke 'em like Steak-umm's 

Yeah my dynasty's brolic for real, we hunt E, catch the rat 

Blow his waist, float in the stream 

You know we all-pro with it, anti auto-tune 

Boom, my flow fire, sit by the stove, hit it 

Real niggas, official as listeners, gangstas and visitors 

Step in the shit, we all prisoners 

Might take the hammer from you, know I'm the animal 

Rock a spur fur hat, no niggas in sandals, boo 

Everyday get money and dress rugged, these are the times 

Keep a nine on you, blow off in public 

And I will surely feed my niggas the streets 

Cop the hottest things to get, and haters they can eat and then preach 

And while it go down, worldwide, this the team, this the theme 

Me, Dre, Rhymes, my money makers is mean, what?