Wu-Tang Clan, Raekwon, Method Man, Ghostface Killah - Cash Still Rules / Scary Hours (Still Don't Nothing Move but the Money)

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[00:00.41] Shake them niggaz [00:02.27] Scary hours no money out, smash the Guinness Stout [00:05.73] Play the outfield, Lucille, switched cracks on shields [00:07.98] She's a rich fiend, sacrifice her fam, shift them niggaz [00:10.91] To Queens, Guess jeans she charged thirty-five beans [00:13.84] Hit the cell phone, regulate with well known tone [00:16.52] A Wally kingpin, who also slam and strike edition [00:19.32] Whattup, Corleone smoke the bone Tone phone me [00:22.46] Whattup he tried to slang there, address him with chrome only [00:25.56] Grady with the gray beard, transport for him [00:27.65] Rockin Nike at? Rastafarianburg, pipin that [00:30.41] Switchin Benzes, ten carat nigga with gold lenses [00:33.37] Frontin like he's sittin on a lump he's sittin on junk [00:36.62] You wanna pull a heist, draw guns and robberies [00:39.19] You wanna rock rep, step in yellow Wallabies [00:42.23] Names arraigned, the century fox, little glocks [00:44.72] Them niggaz with stocks, wail on your blocks [00:47.87] Rich lifestyle, small like an ordinary white child [00:50.19] But right now, Son is still shine, shed light now [00:53.50] Breakdown, liquidate God, fuck it grab the nickel plate [00:56.41] Spencer for Hire, tension when we mention Dryer [00:59.02] He's a slave cop, behave pop [01:01.92] Blue suits who bay stop us blow that cat [01:03.70] At the Purple Haze spot [01:04.89] I remember stickin fiends at the one-six-ooh [01:07.36] When we was starvin, duckin five-oh, payin em dues [01:09.96] Times is hard in the slums I'm from, they got us barred in [01:13.04] We warrin and cage dodgin, rippin and robbin [01:16.02] Got the NARC sabotagin, slippin cracks in [01:18.88] Your camoflougin, now you snitchin on the squadron [01:21.41] That's somethin niggaz can't pardon [01:23.62] City overrun by young gun with bad intention, and Wu-Wear garment [01:27.14] So I see no need to mention, the potency [01:29.94] Of a sting from a killa bee, kickin the battery [01:32.61] Out the back of them wisecracks [01:35.45] Distorted for your get high you hijack [01:37.48] These friendly skies ain't for you, they for me and mine [01:40.23] This the year of the grimy nigga, ragtime [01:43.06] Keep these niggaz on the run, peep my Clan emblem [01:45.85] Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's comin from [01:48.69] Catch us swimmin with these sharks now, you rap villains [01:52.52] (I feel the same way you niggaz feelin) [01:54.46] We feel the same way you feelin, let it be known (let it be known) [01:56.27] What the blood clot you niggaz dealin, you crash dummies [01:58.25] Cash rules, still don't nuttin move but the money [02:01.16] Aiyyo strongarm that kid right there with wavy hair [02:03.70] Billy Johnson, snatched him out his whip in Times Square [02:06.47] Took his Pumas, nameplate, dude lost weight [02:09.23] Summer eighty-eight, started a fight, that can't wait [02:11.90] Ask Dorothy, same kid pussy up in Marsey [02:14.77] Blazin that Tad Rossi, up in the Marquis [02:17.65] He lost like a hundred ounces, Jake rushed his houses [02:20.72] Had him on the porch, ass no trousers [02:23.30] This souped up, individual stuck, the new stuff [02:25.85] Same kid cryin on the stand with Judge Cuffner [02:29.11] Kissed him with art num it's three to nine style [02:31.98] Before he left he flashin his face like Denzel [02:34.81] Richard Dale took his Beaver, off the wall pullin his whip [02:37.66] Mussy dropped and split his wig with the heater [02:40.98] His safe butt was all fucked up, as he had me laughin [02:43.29] God you see how he was laid out, in the grass [02:46.57] With dirt in his mouth, Slim woke him up told him he wild out [02:49.00] Blood leakin from his teeth he smiled like he gunned out [02:51.83] Big bolo, stackin his shit financed a Volvo [02:54.71] He copped his shit from a small, coffeeshop in SoHo [02:57.51] He still pussy, he sell his dust up on the Lower East [02:59.58] Posin like he rappin out...