"Giant Size" lyrics - RAEKWON

Chip Banks
What? Aiyo, y'all wanna do a track wit us or somethin'?
We the billion dollar boy's club
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's that?
Three rings and a hair cut or somethin'?
Aiyo, American Cream Team, baby
Heavy hitters, New York City giants
Gamble for Blocks and four better for spots and things of that nature
Pop off

Superb
I don't rock wit moes, I puff Optimos
Your label ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, everybody and God knows
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop those
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop clothes
Try to come to the hood and we shot hoes

Chip Banks
I don't care who you got a deal wit or who you chill wit
Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit
'Til the Chef be like (Chill, kid)
That's word to Abola Perrione, dem not know who they deal wit
Chef Banks, uh-huh, slash Banky
Got the whole world callin' Flex tryin' to translate me
Said New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino

Killa Sin
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bygone, rely on ion in my python
We squeeze off, long disc when we piss
Resort this, gun powder coverin' wrist is blasphemist
Shotties say, "Fuck," cursin' my name
Knowin' damn well, I'm hurtin' the same
What part of the game you playin'?
Kid, I'm sayin', yo, three months ago you was on
You fallin' short now, chasin' a don, you're money ain't loaned
Faggot fuck, bag him, stick him in the back of my truck
Strip him and smack him up for actin' up
Be slitherin', hit him in the ribs again
Broke the code of honor that we livin' in
Depleted the whole click, is never when
But never that

Raekwon
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holdin' kid, control ya rep when we rollin'
Worldwide, niggaz look live, collection cream by a land slide
Settin' up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the five
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hang glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size

Polite
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land where everything is real
Nights was tough, days came hard as steel
Still we played the field like players without contracts
Broke the trends and the fans far beyond that
Comin' to America, now we tradin' places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and they racist (uh-huh)
From all the squeezin', they callin' the precinct
We could battle in ya PJ's or battle in the Beacon

Raekwon
I kick vocals at the top of my lungs, drunk
Playin' cards, young start wildin' on dunns with guns
Remmy doctor, old man jams with the voice of Hoffa
Chill, slap shorty up at the opera (Battle in the Beacon)
Uncle got the Kangaroo, rock Kangaroo, boo
Start cursin' out white boys shoes, you wild
Thirstin Howl wit a growl, start barkin' at crowds
He actin' like he got shark skin now

Kingpin
I lace my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin', nigga Don, I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream Team, billion buck spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get move on
We too strong, the menace, nothin' to lose con
Yachts we cruise on, money that's too long
Pull out a checkbook, coupon, purchase the Yukon

Raekwon'
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holdin' kid, control ya rep when we rollin'
Worldwide, niggaz look live, collection cream by a land slide
Settin' up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the five
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hang glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size

Raekwon
It's never been a game, stop playin', stop playin'
It's never been a game, stop playin', stop playin'
It's never been a game, stop playin', stop playin'
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