Training Day

[Intro: Raekwon, (Brolic)]

Blat, Blat, Blat, (Yo Rae nigga light that shit up) Yeah, Shaolin, (Brolic, Brooklyn what up, Bronx) Where the cokes and guns at. (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Penthouse drugs, Coke in the twirlin tub, Lex won't' give you niggas love,No more fake that, Stick out your hand, Heavy face slap, Chevy's is twenty-sevened up, I hate rap, Live around monkeys and goons, Ruggers with niggas and half moons, Howlin at the moon, It's drug paradise, Hands is clusty, Play the buildin musty, Son pay attention, All this is dusty, Taught from the best hand zombies, Ride around in Phantoms, Tryna wrap money up and get strong features, Speak with a mean piecе, Got a thing for these snakes, Cut nigga's hеads off, They bleed leeches, Who got money, We want you, Yo, It's me, Captain America in Israel with forty thieves, Plus rock a boat top frozen fitted, Forget it, Matter fact come and get it

[Prelude: Raekwon, (Brolic)] Come on, (Ha ha) We on the fifth make em pull it up, All the time, Doin it booster style, (It's me Rae) Uh huh, You know how I go, Dig in your pockets. (Brolic)

[Verse 2: Brolic]

Pounds of haze, Hummer with the twenty-eights, Pelle Pelle tri-color ice drippin off my Babes, Brolic a fuckin ape, Mask and duct tape, Rob a nigga whole state, Ice grill Colgate, cars and houses, Walk in showers, Gucci sandles, Lights out, Iceberg candles, I run with vandles, Hood stars, Permanent felons, Crack your melon, The white bitches dance like Ellen, Clip bananas, Mango Pina Colada, Hot Nevada, Hood bitches workin at Prada, Smoke in the water, Fifty and a quarter, Three for a half, Got work on your block, Put the heat to your staff, Vanilla the Dutch, Over crush, Gorilla the touch, Hit with a crutch, For bitch niggas under the bus, Minks and leathers, Louis Vuitton, Gucci sweaters, We killin this game, Ain't fuckin with Brolic and Rae, Nigga, Yeah