Gihad

[Intro: Raekwon]

Yeah

One-two

(You got that?)

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Silent King

Yeah, the big park shit

You know how it go

In them alleys

(I'ma holler at you, though)

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Since rap got locked right before we visit the '90's

Chef in the kitchen, cooking up with the crimeys

It's late fall, dime season

We bought the crib next to Bill Clinton' mother 'cause she fuck with the Chinese

They hitting niggas with heron

It's 14 of us with Beamers, we won't stop pitching the Chevron

It's packed, kid, Black kids don't know how to act

They flashing MAC's, Gillettes, a couple of stacks, yo

The systems is -upid

Yup, shorty with the pumps on and dunks get provided and scooped, kid

And bloodhounds is hating, they knowing how the kid get down

The silent shottys with grenades, I'm waiting

And everybody love vintage

You see like four, five niggas with half-moons and wave intentions

"What's really good?" "The 'dro hit 'em

Killed 'em in the hotel, heard he had some old chick with him"

[Chorus: Raekwon & Ghostface Killah]

That's how we make it happen, that's how we break it down

Hood all day, nigga, watch how we take the town

That's why we do the do, just know who is who

Acknowledge me all day and understand Wu is Wu (Yo!)

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]

But on the other side of town, it's Tony, laid up (Ugh)

This white chick want to gargle my nuts

I put the Bailey's down, tap the blunt out

Grabbed her by her hair, watch blondie-love whip my dick out

Spit dripping down my balls, she slobbing me

"That's right! Suck that dick! Get it hard for me"

Pyrex in one hand, large amount of grams in it, rocked up

And she pregnant, my little man got her knocked up

He popped up ("Oh, shit!") I'm like a crooked cop

Richard Gere, big smirk on, getting my cock sucked

He pulled the joint out, a bullet spun out, but it was too late

Already nutted on the side of her mouth

Side of her face and hair like Something About Mary

I can't front, my son gun look scary ("Whoa...")

"Chill! She's a whore!

You knew it from the time we ran trains on her and you still went and fucked her raw?

Come on, son, give me the gun ("Gimme that!")

You gonna kill me over this bum-ass bitch you can't resist?

Remember Vel' had her in the telly, taking the fist?

Watch how you aiming that shit, you should be aiming at Trish

She take a bone like a ribeye steak at Ruth's Chris

Yo, be easy on the trigger, son, you squeezing the fifth

I only did it just to show you she's the easiest bitch"

He came close, had to duff him—"Nigga, give me that shit"

[Chorus: Raekwon]

That's how we make it happen, that's how we break it down

Hood all day, nigga, watch how we take the town

That's why we do the do, just know who is who

Acknowledge me all day, and understand Wu is Wu

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]

"Fuck your gun, motherfucker. I di—Pull a fucking gun on me again, nigga, I'll blow your little balls off

Go to the store and get me a fucking 40 'fore I smack the shit out you, man

Word up. While you're at it, go to the freezer

Get a steak, man, for your eye, nigga

Word up

Put some bologna on your face or something, nigga

Make sure my 40 cold, too, when you bring it back

And when you get back, bag this shit up, nigga. Word up

I don't give a fuck if you 25, nigga

You my son, nigga, word up

That's why I let you slide, nigga

Word, get you a 40, too, and a pacifier, nigga, and a bib and a diaper."