[Intro]
Ayo, DJ Kay Slay, the drama king
A little motivation for all you little losers out there
You know how I go down
Let's go

[Chorus: Raekwon]
The cocaine crew, extravagant lifestyle
Take your life from you, blow you right now, it's lights out
Yo! Listen, my man, you came across the wrong clique
Them n***as got big bread and they lit (D-Block!)

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Yeah! One gun and then I got two (Facts!)
Started with weed and turned into the cocaine crew
See, back then, there really wasn't much to do
But get money and bitches and see who fucked who
Alright, residue on down my fingernail
The big homie checking in like he's Stringer Bell
Straight cash when I'm done, I ain't here to sell
Sixteen but I can tell you hbaow the bodies smell
Dirty! Couple New York and couple from the South
My n***a from New York spit that razor out his mouth
My n***a from the South put that chopper out the couch
I seen him get hit from the back end like housing
[Chorus: Raekwon]
The cocaine crew, extravagant lifestyle
Take your life from you, blow you right now, it's lights out
Yo! Listen, my man, you came across the wrong clique
Them n***as got big bread and they lit

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah! Mechanical slugs for animal thugs
Shells spit forward lateral flying with no love
Implement murders unique burners we carry concealed weapons we lit
When we lay in the sermons we on that Namath
Star back, Bradshaw shit
Maybach, tons of fish scale, and that more shit
If you're short, your mic can get away with the bars
I crack snack like peanut brittle it ain't soft
Shanks and greens with bangers reign supreme
Up in Auburn the cocaine crew's the hype regime
You a regular n***a, you ain't tight with kings
Heavy beef on the street, you want to lighten things

[Chorus: Raekwon]
The cocaine crew, extravagant lifestyle
Take your life from you, blow you right now, it's lights out
Yo! Listen, my man, you came across the wrong clique
Them n***as got big bread and they lit
[Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi]
Yeah! Almeida, off top, the dark Caesar
My hitters run down on your aura, I kick my feet up
You bought checks, shit ain't valid, ain't letting none of that
Your Master Splinter's a small rat
Off top, QB, genocider for ward blocks
Light work, stacking ripraps, sweet as a cough drop
Lama on the grind moving these Bitcoins
Cartel regime, my killer fiends, they want to join it
Less talk, hands in your pocket, alright, stop preaching
Say less, deep fried beef, now n***as turn vegan
Overdose me, more or less the feds know us
Parasites try to dim n***as' lights, poison the culture

[Chorus: Raekwon]
The cocaine crew, extravagant lifestyle
Take your life from you, blow you right now, it's lights out
Yo! Listen, my man, you came across the wrong plate
Them n***as got big bread and they lit