Wu-Gambinos (Hidden Chambers Remix) (Hidden Chambers Remix|Explicit)
Raekwon"Wu-Gambinos (Hidden Chambers Remix) (Hidden Chambers Remix|Explicit)" is a song by Raekwon, released in 1994 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:26 long and contains 232 lines and 1028 words.
0:00And in our line of work
0:01we need all the help we can get
0:04Tony Wind is the name
0:05he works for a drug ring
0:06in Central America
0:08Who wants to kill him?
0:09No information, say yes or no
0:12One point five million
0:14Alright, you get what you want
0:17money's no object
0:20They're all clean
0:22no serial numbers, untraceable
0:24And there are explosive
0:26head bullets, in the clip
0:27come here Sun
0:28Come here for a minute!
0:28Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up
0:30Shit we gotta go to the store
0:32for more baking soda
0:34Yo yo yo get your f**kin
0:35yo this made of glass nig!
0:36Get your big Adidas off
0:37my moms table man!
0:38Get the f**k off it man
0:41Yo just chill man
0:41pass the Cristal man.
0:42Niggaz is greedy man, damn
0:44Big ass shits
0:45Yo man you ain't smoking
0:46none of that weed in here man
0:48Chill man
0:49Bobby Steels
0:51Somebody go to the store man
0:53Sup kid?
0:54Get that baking soda
0:55(Yo!) Let's cut the pie five ways
0:59We came off with two mil kid
1:02Fast
1:03(Rollie Fingers,
1:04no doubt coming through)
1:06La cosa nostra
1:08(Johnny Blaze!)
1:11(Lou Diamonds!)
1:12Represent kid.
1:13(Tony Starks)
1:15Universal frontier
1:17(Original blood claat bad bwoys)
1:20Who come to get you? None.
1:22They want guns!
1:22I be the first to set off shit
1:23last to run
1:24Wu roll together as one
1:26I call my brother
1:27Sun cuz he shine like one
1:29Check it
1:29Scriptures hit the body
1:31like sawed off shotties
1:32Like my hair notty
1:33and my nosepiece snotty
1:34F**k a nigga hottie
1:35that whole pussy probably
1:37Burn like the deserts of Mogabi
1:38for real
1:39Ain't nuttin fraudulent here
1:40we pioneer
1:42Commandeer a new frontier
1:43this be the Wu yeah
1:44Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh
1:45you lost it
1:47Information leakin out your faucets
1:49Time to forfeit your crown
1:50and leave the ground
1:51There's a new sheriff in town
1:52holdin it down
1:54It's the two holster
1:55shit shot smoker
1:56Wanted dead or alive
1:57bounty on the poster
1:59Wild in the West
2:00a student of my culture
2:01And life is the test, hold up
2:03Let a nigga catch his breath
2:04we still payin dues
2:06And the last one is death
2:07back to the essence
2:08With that shit you stressin
2:09this rap profession
2:11Now peep Tical
2:12the son of the Shaolin
2:13Isle plus my style
2:14Criminology pays
2:15The last times and days
2:17Johnny fuckin Blaze
2:18This goes for niggaz who know
2:19Wu will grow like llello, ley no
2:21Plus coolin in Barbados
2:23Ricaans be givin me much shit
2:24the dutch shit
2:25Stay cool papi
2:26seize it with enough shit
2:28Back at the lab a
2:29crack's bagged up
2:30Yo niggaz act up
2:30what blow up the workers if they hafta
2:32Senoritas, f**kin up a storm
2:34buyin guards margaritas
2:35Suckin his dick, up in the whip long
2:37Designed for rhyme prime
2:39nigga jail time jiggas
2:40Them niggaz up
2:41in Height figures bitin niggaz
2:43Silks Wally-Wear
2:43finger rolled chain yeah
2:44Jakes beware black rap millionaires
2:47Rock hairs leather goose
2:48bears blowin this year
2:49One eight hundredgambino niggaz
2:51Solid gold crown is shinin
2:54Solid gold, check it Sun yo
2:56Solid gold crown be shinin
2:58and blindin like some diamonds
2:59I be pioneerin the style in the cloud
3:01with silver linings
3:02Double breasted
3:02bullet proof vested
3:03well protected
3:04The heart the rib cage the chest
3:05and solar plexus
3:06Castin stones
3:07crackin two-hundred and six bones
3:08And watch yo' ass get blown
3:10to a sea of fire and brimstone
3:11How dare you approach it
3:12with dim pones
3:13The overfiend like noah bean
3:14green souls with a soldier mean
3:16The grand exquisite
3:17imperial wizard oh is it
3:18The Ryzarector come
3:19to pay your ass a visit
3:20Local bio-chemical
3:21universal giant, the black general
3:23Lickin shots to Davy Crockett
3:25on the bicentennial
3:26Happen millenium two thousand
3:27microchips two shots of penicillin
3:28goes up your adrenalin son
3:29it's time for boutin
3:31It's a mileage resemblin niggaz
3:32who like followin
3:33Trapped inside your projects
3:34like a genie inside the bottle
3:35God steppin forth upon
3:37holy down of the track
3:39It's the sound that surrounds
3:40and hurts me like I'm under attack
3:42So I decided
3:43to bite down on the mic
3:44So the pain of the track
3:45won't deny the fact
3:47That I'm the Master
3:48for what lurks, is an expert
3:50That hurts the individual
3:51who tries to visual-ize under
3:53Cuz I strike, like thunder
3:55Niggaz couldn't stand my heat
3:56it's unbearable
3:57My wisdom f**ks up
3:58your respiratorial
3:59Systems are fractured
4:01by the killa tactics
4:02Style is ragged and thoughts
4:03are mad jagged
4:05Enter the entity, my vicinity
4:07Is three hundred
4:08and sixty degrees of humidity
4:09Represent the school of hard
4:11knocks and glocks my
4:12Clan is hoss and got mad
4:14moss for blocks so
4:15Feel the force of impact
4:16from the iron side of
4:17The gat as I attack the track
4:19From the blind side of the pack
4:21Starks pass the chrome
4:22Watch a nigga get blown out
4:24his muthafuckin dome
4:25piece, deceased, laid to rest
4:29Who come to get you? None.
4:30They want guns!
4:31I be the first to set off shit
4:32last to run
4:34Wu roll together as one
4:35I call my brother
4:36Sun cuz he shine like one
4:38Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way
4:40move give me room
4:41Holdin up your saloon
4:42clean sweep, like a broom
4:43Full moons make me howl
4:44like a wolf outta breath
4:46Sold only new vocal cords
4:47I heard Genius on Gef
4:48So step back, to the lab at
4:50high velocity
4:51My teammate
4:51enhance cells well like a pharmacy
4:53F**k horado pablos
4:54plan growas bravo
4:55Goodfellas we know
4:56best sellas become novels
4:58The man rockin head bands
4:59silk scarves and jams
5:00Early 80's british rock, playboys
5:02mocks, and shams
5:03The laser beam vocalist does well
5:04at symphonies
5:05Bad days, watch me snatch ice
5:07right outta Tiffany's
5:08Remember them kids
5:09that came off with 8 million
5:10Robbed the Brinks
5:11and I labelled in royal pavillions
5:12Them flower heads
5:13must have been stupid
5:14Tell me how the f**k black niggaz
5:16get caught wit all that loot kid
5:17That's jet money,
5:18undaground money
5:19Submarines and rings too bad
5:21you fucked up dummies
5:26Cosa cosa, come on...
And in our line of work we need all the help we can get Tony Wind is the name he works for a drug ring in Central America Who wants to kill him? No information, say yes or no One point five million Alright, you get what you want money's no object They're all clean no serial numbers, untraceable And there are explosive head bullets, in the clip come here Sun Come here for a minute! Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking soda Yo yo yo get your f**kin yo this made of glass nig! Get your big Adidas off my moms table man! Get the f**k off it man Yo just chill man pass the Cristal man. Niggaz is greedy man, damn Big ass shits Yo man you ain't smoking none of that weed in here man Chill man Bobby Steels Somebody go to the store man Sup kid? Get that baking soda (Yo!) Let's cut the pie five ways We came off with two mil kid Fast (Rollie Fingers, no doubt coming through) La cosa nostra (Johnny Blaze!) (Lou Diamonds!) Represent kid. (Tony Starks) Universal frontier (Original blood claat bad bwoys) Who come to get you? None. They want guns! I be the first to set off shit last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one Check it Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty F**k a nigga hottie that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mogabi for real Ain't nuttin fraudulent here we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier this be the Wu yeah Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh you lost it Information leakin out your faucets Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground There's a new sheriff in town holdin it down It's the two holster shit shot smoker Wanted dead or alive bounty on the poster Wild in the West a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath we still payin dues And the last one is death back to the essence With that shit you stressin this rap profession Now peep Tical the son of the Shaolin Isle plus my style Criminology pays The last times and days Johnny fuckin Blaze This goes for niggaz who know Wu will grow like llello, ley no Plus coolin in Barbados Ricaans be givin me much shit the dutch shit Stay cool papi seize it with enough shit Back at the lab a crack's bagged up Yo niggaz act up what blow up the workers if they hafta Senoritas, f**kin up a storm buyin guards margaritas Suckin his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggaz up in Height figures bitin niggaz Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes beware black rap millionaires Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year One eight hundredgambino niggaz Solid gold crown is shinin Solid gold, check it Sun yo Solid gold crown be shinin and blindin like some diamonds I be pioneerin the style in the cloud with silver linings Double breasted bullet proof vested well protected The heart the rib cage the chest and solar plexus Castin stones crackin two-hundred and six bones And watch yo' ass get blown to a sea of fire and brimstone How dare you approach it with dim pones The overfiend like noah bean green souls with a soldier mean The grand exquisite imperial wizard oh is it The Ryzarector come to pay your ass a visit Local bio-chemical universal giant, the black general Lickin shots to Davy Crockett on the bicentennial Happen millenium two thousand microchips two shots of penicillin goes up your adrenalin son it's time for boutin It's a mileage resemblin niggaz who like followin Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the bottle God steppin forth upon holy down of the track It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack So I decided to bite down on the mic So the pain of the track won't deny the fact That I'm the Master for what lurks, is an expert That hurts the individual who tries to visual-ize under Cuz I strike, like thunder Niggaz couldn't stand my heat it's unbearable My wisdom f**ks up your respiratorial Systems are fractured by the killa tactics Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged Enter the entity, my vicinity Is three hundred and sixty degrees of humidity Represent the school of hard knocks and glocks my Clan is hoss and got mad moss for blocks so Feel the force of impact from the iron side of The gat as I attack the track From the blind side of the pack Starks pass the chrome Watch a nigga get blown out his muthafuckin dome piece, deceased, laid to rest Who come to get you? None. They want guns! I be the first to set off shit last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way move give me room Holdin up your saloon clean sweep, like a broom Full moons make me howl like a wolf outta breath Sold only new vocal cords I heard Genius on Gef So step back, to the lab at high velocity My teammate enhance cells well like a pharmacy F**k horado pablos plan growas bravo Goodfellas we know best sellas become novels The man rockin head bands silk scarves and jams Early 80's british rock, playboys mocks, and shams The laser beam vocalist does well at symphonies Bad days, watch me snatch ice right outta Tiffany's Remember them kids that came off with 8 million Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in royal pavillions Them flower heads must have been stupid Tell me how the f**k black niggaz get caught wit all that loot kid That's jet money, undaground money Submarines and rings too bad you fucked up dummies Cosa cosa, come on...
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