Artist: Wu-Block f/ Jadakiss, Raekwon, Styles P
Album:  Wu-Block (Single)
Song:   Wu-Block
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block
Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block
Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block, Wu, Block

[Sheek Louch]
Sitting at the table, legs crossed, I'm bossy
High top, Louis chain on, I'm flossy
Mami Hermes bag, her lips is glossy
Don-Don, shades on, dark as coffee
They coming through staring, I'm like, bitch, get off me
Hater get off, police get off me
You ain't seen me in the hood, deal with it, I been gone
The money been flown, for most I've been touring
I buy a new whip every time it get boring
Motorcycle pipes, I'm coming through roaring
I'm fucking this money, every day, no Trojan
Donny G, Bobby beat, Ghost is holding

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, it's the kid with the gorgeous neck who hit Mega
Lion heads laying on them Bill Cosby sweater
The eyes is rubied out, the nose is glass
Put your ear to my waves you can hear the splash
Me and Sheek, we don't buy the bar, we do dips on it
The cardiovascular boys get ripped on it
Head cracked, red dice, roll triple sixes
Flustered out, eyeballs low in the trenches
Besides hoes, iron fly clothes in the kitchen
Little niggas that don't smile is my lynch men
Disposable Uzis imported from Panama
We rob niggas dressed up like Grandmama
We got slammers, ya'll, testing one-two, one-two
I say Crystal, you say Crystol
And you ain't even rich nigga
Get the fuck outta my face puffing on cat litter

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss] (Styles P)
Four five with hollows, no pride to swallow
(Mask on, all they remember) was dark wallows (okay)
Yeah, they blue and the beige (I let the whole clip go) then I threw a grenade
(I'm a warrior, I show you what to do with a blade)
I'm a hustler, I show you what to do with the haze
(Ride out, then stash the Chevy) Make sure the cash is heavy
(All these niggas) is casket ready (yeah, sick brothers, piff lovers)
New diamond ones, New York Knick colors
(Nickel plated handguns) get bricks from us
(Cuban Linx on) I'm a Chef like Raekwon (I'm a Dirty Bastard like Ason)
Been around the world got our Puffy and Mase on
(We like two glocks, hard like Biggie and) 2Pac
On a new block (That's Wu-Block)

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[Raekwon]
Yeah glock close, yeah, that's my other brother
Lying in a black man, Batman, rubber Ghost, word to mother
Yo, don't talk to me if you don't know me, my sons is parolees
Mad humble but'll broke up with police
You know we live well, word to gazelles
And every maximum prison I ride for you, long as you don't tell
Order mines is played, get your frank dealer
Buy color tires, rob boat ties from Phillips
We do this from here to South France, elephant skin knockouts
Coming through the club, we got it clamped
Goofy niggas get slapped perfectly, bring all your goons
I got two lurches murk your best man
Styrofoam nozzles, drug boys come with them hollows
We Wu-Lox, warlord models
New York, the home of the brave, yo, get your face caved in
You sellout, ya'll niggas is slaves

[Chorus]