Wu-Lords

[Intro: Flee Lord]

(Ok ok) R.I.P Prodigy

Yeah, we gonna carry this shit Hav

Lord Mobb, let's go (Lord Mobb)

[Verse 1: Flee Lord]

I sold hard (Sold hard)

Now I'm tapped in with the older gods

No regards beat like this give you a soul massage

Days mathematics was raised by some addicts (Addicts)

Before he gave the signal got sprayed by a savage (Brrt)

[His leg?] got embarrassed we weighed out the cabbage ([?])

The night he got hit we was way out in Paris ([?])

[Slinked out?] these Wu-Lords told us how to bank proper

Main lobster wash it right down with a [plain chopper?] ([?])

Big bread like Gaddafi six feds tried to stop mе

(Boom boom)

(Boom boom)

Now it's six heads in the lobby

The city whеre the gram started plenty niggas came for it

Shake it [?] you're gon' get your brain parted

Summer in the projects wanna run up nigga stop it (Ah!)

Was the brokest in my building now I'm a [hunger?] for the profit (Let's go)

Hav' dropped a theme music padlock the scene stupid

Purple tape bumpin' out the window in the green Buick

(Skrrt)

Ok ok I said I've got the purple tape bumpin' out the green Buick

[Interlude:]

([?])

Flee Lord what's up king? (Money man you already know it)

Let's get 'em you heard?

Paper chasing kid all the time man let's go

[Verse 2: Raekwon]

[We cop the scorpion text champ the drama holds?] one-hundred-and-one bullets

One [?] will flip a Bentley [charge you movage?]

I came with the spank 'cause they generals

Camo [?] Lambo' seats trample freaks this is all it's been about

Pull out them sticks we serve like friendlies from Attica to Wendy's

My jammy [will?] splatter and blow a faggot up with [?]

Spent Gs .38s 38s [formulate?] like it's Colombia

Where the [mint leaves?] (Yo yo yo bring it over here)

Smokin' [ganja?] this [?]

One rip that's six mortgages god [insh'Allah?] what up?

Hiding out in hoodies yo rich niggas [with hoodies?]

Smokin' kush Diesel come out with food around what's goodie? (Yo yo [?])

What's the message? William Warwick

He told me tell y'all motherfuckers be cool and let Chef call it

Don't spoil it my vision is clear like some clear water

Don't make me take your head and saw it [it's sorted?] (What)

[Outro:]

(Yo yo)

Chill Lord (Relax)

Flee Lord (Relax)

Chef in the building with ya kid (Let 'em breathe)

Word up ([Damn son you didn't have to] [?])

Light 'em up light 'em up

Ok ok yeah

([?])