Heart To Heart lyrics

Artist  : Raekwon 
Song : Heart To Heart



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Fuck that shit Raekwon
Do that shit
Fuck
them niggas...

Whats up playboy
Nigga,
you doing you're thing
Nigga, go
ahead

Chorus: [Raekwon]
Yeah, them fake
duels
Any real niggas baby make moves
Pay
dues, bitches who relate rock shoes yo
Damn,
them niggas stay frontin
Try to hollywood eyes
the realness
But ain't sayin
nothin

[Raekwon]
Yo, bagel material,
contact Merial kid
She sling cell weight, bust
gun material
Fast like splash and rice, stash
you're wife
Curry, chicken, and bitches crime
on my right
I'm marvelous extra large
Threw
y'all faggot niggas in the game
and now y'all
niggas ain't feelin ours
Love is a message
from my family
Cream Team Incorporated,
Wu-Tang Clan is what you plan to be
Oh yeah,
ladies in here, say yeah
Do it like yeah,
starvin niggas fake rocks in they ears
Black
down hat with the beak up, unique what
You
need to stop wilin, the fam won't speak
up
Toast, the most official niggas on
post
Yellin out "how ya nigga Ghost," rich he
supposed
Now I'm just talkin this one
Don't
make me diss one paw
Its all about enterprisin
and get rich son
Steal a nigga yo, collect
currency yo
Could lock a bank up, IRS can suck
dick straight up
Had dosche, oil of olay, play
nigga lay
??? a cheap shit, crush them niggas
like clay
Van Damn hammers, 2000 Jaguar,
cameras
The little shit, seeing what you're
plan was
Made y'all niggas go platinum
I
made y'all niggas flow happen
Lets battle for
cash captain
Remember, the cold giant on the
set
Lyin on you're dick, play for real take it
care of'ya ex
Thats right I'm hungry, this go
out to y'all alumni
Faggot niggas dead
wrong
Yeah, I'm player hatin, waitin
The
culture of this nation
You lay Bay Boy since
'88, stop leanin on me
Turnin iceberg money
into laundry
Been taught a whole
country
This technician bash opponents
Flow
is llike Ronin, the movie
My gun blew your
store up
Allah you our god, translating peace
to the god
Lewis Rich slash signatures on the
credit card
Me, Bird, Binkie, Santana, bad
with the hammer
My dun power through a hundred
grand up
Words from the Martin Luther King
version
We burn versus then send 'em out Fed
Ex, fast
service

Chorus

[Reakwon]
The
tailor made king of New York
Designer walk,
Prince of Wales
Hundred sales stock broke and
hotels
Playa hyply, them niggas dislikin
me
Challenge my style politely, thats like
fightin whitey
Here we go again lord, climb
aboard
Stevie Wonder award
>From here to
UK, movin on your broad
Speak through Ninex,
go ahead and rhyme next dun
Runnin up on nine
vets, minds rep, we run your projects
All
greenery on, see on lights, movin like
Deion
The eagle on plus scream on all y'all
bitches
The Blair Witch rich nigga vision,
comprehension
Listen, its called slang
optimism
Connect dots, niggas is large you
can't see us
Y'all select cops, screamin
niggas bars on your drops yo
Damn, what the
world became of
A nigga buy a chain and he
think he a thug
Here drink a slug
(*ppppsssshhhh*)
Major niggas call it, y'all
niggas is like a bar
I'm the war wick paw,
straight up assorted
Yo, just a bark from the
tree of life
Niggas ain't eatin right
Give
'em a taste and let 'em see the
light

Chorus: Repeat
x3

[Raekwon]
...Ain't sayin nothin