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Raekwon

Genres: Hip-Hop

Wyld In Da Club Lyrics - Raekwon

Don't take it personal, it's only music 

Holla at me, yo, yo, ice water, yo, yo, yo, yo 

 

Try me, PC'll put a clip in a nigga 

Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga 

Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big weapons 

One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection 

 

I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya balls 

Stick his ass to the rooftop, toss 'em off 

Hit the ave with the rooftop off the porch 

I get money 'cuz it costs to floss, nigga you feelin' me? 

 

And if not then fuck what you gotta deal with me 

I'm only here for a minute but haters wanna get rid of me 

PC creep with at least three heats 

And a shotgun stashed underneath the backseats 

 

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You niggas actin' like you don't feel a draft 

You seen ya man, tell him I'ma kill his ass 

And I don't, wanna talk I want a mill in cash 

I come through 'tards shittin', lookin' ill in the past 

 

'Cuz it's the, ice water, don't get it confused 

And one false move'll cause me to spit at you dudes 

It's stumic, motherfucker and I'm pickin' ya food 

And ain't no one out you know that my niggas'll do you 

 

Let's spit on 'em, rush these niggas 

dead with a punctured liver 

Only kid in the hood with a mustard ninja 

Heard you broke down good, well I fucked ya sister 

 

Eh yo we wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

 

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Yo we wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

 

Yo I keep my gun on me, what the fuck y'all want from me? 

Y'all touch my property somebody gon' die, uh huh 

This ain't no joke, it's for real, my niggas they totin' they steel 

All it takes is a phone call and they ready to ride 

 

Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are spoken 

Nigga, welcome to the hell, the gates is open 

Gatekeeper, first degree murder through the speaker 

Who deep enough to flow with the reaper? 

 

Stuck in the middle, I spit a little riddle 

Leavin' niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles 

You niggas makin' it hard, it's really kinda simple 

If a nigga gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya temple 

 

Official I do this, rude maneuver 

I use the rugers to keep the bullets movin' through ya 

Weak anatomy, fuck the small talk and flattery 

Ya power is weak, to beef you need much more batteries 

 

Keep it genetic, or dead it, ice water inc we said it 

Whoever so-called did it or said it, promote it and spread it 

Fake it or front it, get ambushed and confronted 

With slugs in ya head, back, chest and stomach 

 

Niggas don't want it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em dead in the club 

And let them things spit and rip through 'em dead in the club 

Is you gon' fuck around and be the nigga dead in the club? 

 

Eh yo we wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

 

Yo we wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

 

Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how it's goin' down 

Ski mask, channel shit, move like a terrorist click 

Nineteen eighties babies, worldwide, ya girl on our dick 

 

All you know is Rae look good, he hood, envision the flips 

I make money like them niggas who take money 

Fresh out the can, Duran look, astro van 

The ill Castro, rap son of Sam 

 

More rugers, more bow and arrows still no losers 

Forty five dollars ahead, I go at niggas shootin' lyrical leads 

Stop absorbin', break shit knock that gay shit out ya head 

 

Wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

 

Yo we wyld in da club, style in the club 

This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club 

At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club 

Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug 

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