The New Wu (feat. Method Man & Ghostface Killah)

What up, son?

Maintaining, maintaining, you know

You good, right? Everything proper still, right?

Come on, man, what's the matter with you, man?

Ain't nothing, I just want us to be on

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W

Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a scoop

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in

All my **** take a toke off this weed, let it begin

Here we go, yo, y'all already know what it do

Brand new, ****, back from the slums, it be the Wu

Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu

You now how to dress a lad, get rocked, hundred bags, black doorags

Ski masks is on, g-rags

Don't try to take pictures, relax, still in the grass

You'll learn respect, burst when I ask

Rhyme master busy, Rizzy on the subject

Love Deck, thug buried, drug vest, snub sets, iller than most

Night time toast, gorillas in boats, three votes

Realers is killer, gangsters feel notes

Hibernation, yo, switch up, liver nation, fly information

Vivid vacation, deliberation moments

Move like '91 Romans, cloning everything

Gents only, the rent's on the stove, I'm in Rome

Maxed out, Amex style, my team brand bandits

Make a move and get blown off the planet, baby

Hold that cannon, just understand we got the whole shit

Padlocked down, my **** won't have it

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W

Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a scoop

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in

All my **** take a toke off this weed, let it begin

Here we go, yo, y'all already know what it do

Brand new, ****, back from the slums, it be the Wu

Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu

Hey, yo, jumping out of Benz wagons, my family live in the Hill

They call us Bin Ladins, laughing, turbaned up

Faggot **** get murdered up, these streets is like radio beef

So watch how the kid turn it up

Bulletproof tuxes, knuckle games is clobbering and busters

Eighteen **** is bringing the ruckus

Flame throwers on our backs and shoulders, the rusty joints still work

The trey eight'll blow one of your dojas

When there's mad heat, he the mad calm, walk around

Gold collect, thirty six, so before G bomb

My inner strength flowing, I mastered Chi Kong

Y'all Planet of the Apes, standing next to King Kong

Forensic file, ultraviolet hype, sky blue Bals

Laying **** like ceramic tile

I'm like Urlacher, beasting at the top of the pile

Kneeing **** in the nuts, ****, damn I'm foul

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W

Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a scoop

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in

All my **** take a toke off this weed, let it begin

Here we go, yo, y'all already know what it do

Brand new, ****, back from the slums, it be the Wu

Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu

We blow money, got game, hungry, we pop things

Look for me, grams in my pocket, chef cook for me

Blue Magic bundles, I'm dope but on the humble

I'm a good dude, don't short change me, see it as a hood rule

Beer drinking, Cuban Linking, new way of thinking

Got me thinking Meth, break the handcuffs, run out the precinct

This is hard body, hard knocks, if you pushing that hard rock

Then let these **** go off top

We rock fitted, dropkick it, I lived it and not quit it

I pithed it, my pops sniffed it, need business, I'm not finished

I'm too hot with it, you bitching, the plot thicken

I'm shitting the Glock, spitting, if **** don't stop snitching

Just what the block missing, the two seater with the top missing

And two divas with they tops missing

Now that's living to me, I'm what these kids is killing to be

But I don't want my children to be

Tell a friend, it's that symbol again, that W

Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a scoop

Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in

All my **** take a toke off this weed, let it begin

Here we go, yo, y'all already know what it do

Brand new, ****, back from the slums, it be the Wu

Now throw ya W's up, back from the slums, it be the Wu