Soundboy Kill

Album: Fly International Luxurious Art (2015)
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  • Ay yo life's good cashmere sweaters and a Rover
    Pull up at the club gettin' love pull 'em over
    Jump out the luxury stroller for ballers
    We sit burn money all day blow and roll up
    Fly broads around, that's fly, that's a low ball
    Paper settlin' it's real for my gold club come up
    You ain't even know nothing, last week all on the street
    Yelling let me hold something
    Now shorty throw your booty up, niggas with cash
    Keep it above, we and Louis stuff
    Sit back, blasted, do me something
    When it comes to you, me and this rap shit
    I'm quick to tooly up
    My style, my fly, my weather
    Yeah I drive high plus fly
    You a devil
    Mean days in Ciroc with the kettle
    Throwing cream at shorty's, love it, he a rebel

    Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
    To every ghetto that's far, we here.
    Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
    I seen so many scars from it, yeah
    No, we can't turn back the rain
    Now we gotta find another way
    'Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
    Got me caught up can't you
    Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
    Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
    Raekwon, kill it!

    Ay yo, wagwan, you know what it is!
    Assassin, soundboy gangsta, let's go!

    Reminisce about the bag a zip up like a ziplock
    Murder soundboy, kill the disc-jock
    He a baller general six-pack
    Cyphers on me like rick-rock
    Raekwon we got the game in our hand
    Control the dance like Cesar Milan
    Assassin on the yo call it microphone inside
    We murder every beat that we on
    Then soundboy ya murder dead freezer upon
    This ain't no free attempt make these are you gone
    Raekwon now tell me Assassin is the man
    Yuh no fraida take the bees in the want
    Me seh a song fi dem, whole click a dem
    When me set the sound is the speaker dem
    Amstel the control ah the dream a dead

    Watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
    To every ghetto that's far, we here
    Yeah, watch the soundboy, he 'gon kill it
    I seen so many scars from it, yeah
    No, we can't turn back the rain
    Now we gotta find another way
    'Cause we grind it, burn it, street life's
    Got me caught up can't you
    Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
    Can't you see it's 'bout to blow?
    Raekwon, kill it!

    It's real, man
    The Chef, Assassin, Melanie Fiona
    Word up all my soundboy killers
    The DJs, all the fuck down man, word up man

    Hundred cases of motherfuckin' Guinness
    Nigga you know how we win this
    Song feels so real 'til I finish this shit
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