Artist: N.O.R.E. f/ Raekwon, Styles P Album: Google That (Single) Song: Google That Typed by: Cno Evil [Styles P] Shifty, low down, gritty and grimy Like Fredro, fuck it, I get the bread, though I take the nine and buck it up at your head, though I run your jewels, you do it because I said so Ride around the hood with niggas that let the lead go I will never rat told my lawyers, to tell the feds, so Word to the bullpen sandwich, and the bed roll Like Starks in the Game of Thrones, let my head roll Real nigga, nigga real Team full of shooters, willing to pull the trigger still If they see you ain't got a deal, take it from me If they feel like you pussy, they be waiting for you I ain't pussy, go 'head and wait You the dickhead, that the bullet gonna penetrate Dead nigga, dumb nigga Fucking with a killa, should of knew it's red rum, nigga [Chorus: N.O.R.E.] I really drink Tiger Balm (you can Google that) And I shot niggas too (you can Google that) See I smoke big (you can Google that) You heard I did a little bid (you can Google that) Fuck niggas (you can Google that) Nigga, fuck the other side (you can Google that) Fuck niggas (you can Google that) Nigga, fuck the other side (you can Google that) [N.O.R.E.] Yeah, I'm from the era of the stick house Where niggas used to cook bricks, at the chick house, after you re-up Dominicans, Washington Heights, they had me up Dimilo, weather so cold, it's like three below My kicks stay fresh like a brand new baby ass I found a Chinese chick with a crazy ass I call her Suckmioffa, all she did was suck me off All she want was wonton soup and some butter sauce Leather, she told me that she Google my name up Shootings, robberies, and big coke came up See I'm an accurate shooter through your medulla You can get your ruler, bought a missile the size of Zab Judah I smoke weed, no other shit The widows getting high on some other shit You can keep that, respect to you Get out of line with the heater to your neck, to you [Chorus] [Raekwon] Yo, more money then Google, ya'll niggas is doodoo Throw the mac in your mouth and butt fuck your booboo Yeah, pause little pussy, I'm the cable man, flow direct Your hoe I wreck, horse brick stable, man Black trunk, nigga, with fat pockets Crooked like Jesse Jackson in the Black Watching Broke nigga, with rich whores Run up in the Hampton, sawed off, and get yours Always rock the freshest, since AJ Lesters Cooling off Orchid, buying shoes and vests Gwop lieutenant, who in it, yo, we winning, now send it I post in the ghost, the dumbest groupies is bidding Pocket full, rock to rule, chef is unstoppable Raised in the cage, ran with the cocky wolves Lefrak, Yonkers to Staten walls, niggas take massive pulls So now we blast and let bastards move [Chorus]