Raw (feat. American Cream Team)

[Chorus: Raekwon]
 Yes, the shit is raw, comin at ya door
 Yes, the shit is raw, comin at ya door
 Yes, the shit is raw, comin at ya door
 Start to scream out loud, Cream Team's back for more
 [Raekwon]
 900 dollars on the glass table
 Wally Clark Gable unable
 Blow it on a grey goose
 Picture that, elephant skin
 Cardier glasses dim
 What's that? Gold around the rim
 Hollywoodizin, without goin Hollywood
 Polly for all, Cream Team playas in the hood
 Stop that scrutenizin, naturize
 See my paper rise, promotin it at Lakeshore Drive
 Trickin at the shark bar, God
 Make sure the collar greens got turkey bars par, we got you Allah
 Rare start grappin the hair, playin Cuban Linx
 Spinnin like the swivel chair, yea
 No question
 [Baby Thad]
 The peeps flippin, actin like she wanted me to pipe her
 And they got you jealous, claimin that you never liked her
 Then I found out y'all was too many dykers
 Now I'm hyper, beggin you to hook me with a cypher
 See me in the tunnel and you trouble me
 Get my dick hard dancin, sippin my bubbly
 Yo, beat me in the head, talkin 'bout how you got a man
 that can't get freaky as I wanna be
 No talk, Giant Size in the game
 Colt 45, appliance in the game
 Tyra's in the game, huh?
 Relyin on money, to make sure that my environment change
 [Chorus 2X]
 [Raekwon]
 2: 15 and I'm blasted, smack that ass kid
 Light skin, what up? Stop splashin
 Slang got niggas in the choke hold
 Freakin their coats, got $64, 000 on clothes, yo
 Wu-Wear jackets and hats, relaxin, bets play that
 Ping-pong champion cats, what?
 Chantin out Walk Myers
 Yo, the weather is nice, flex the Benz
 with $10, 000 in flyers
 [Baby Thad]
 The squellin I'm for in the six range things
 Make the loyaliest cats, Flipmode do strange things
 Switch like change lanes, chains, rings and glaciers
 Stay phat in it
 [Chip Banks]
 Man, I can't stand them chicks, I dig for Vanson
 Play a brother close to Puff is Branson
 Ice work, gleamin I'm catchin them, glancin
 I play 'em no mon', 'bout to bar dance 'em
 White bitches with Banky like, "You handsome"
 Flyin to the hills, to fuck in the mansion
 Only one way you spendin the night in here tonight
 *singing* If your head is right
 [Raekwon]
 Dance turn into a romance
 Dance turn into a romance
 Get up, get down, move around, cover ground
 Throw it on the brother now, you swore
 I had your mother on the ground
 High rollers that know us
 Crisp pop, giftshop, hollas that rock Polo's
 Here they hold they shoulders, yo
 Lay it like a chain be on, we on Cream Team
 Play on, with all grey on, flavor like crayon
 [Chorus 3X]