The Watch-Ghostface Killah/Raekwon

Artist：ghostface killah Songs Title：the watch Catch me in a crisp blue six deep dish Doors is crisp velour stop at the wrist Watch is involved talk to me Trick Daddy I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy son Can't believe you the most slept on Took a break since the Cuban niggas lookin' like you just repped wrong You done slimmed down a bit got caught with the hammer Steal banners medical examiners clocked live hammers For real you a live ni**a rock ya five in ya slippers Like them other five guys in ya picture Come on watch I'm the star of the show so blow then Mothaf**ka you ain't blew in three years You son of a b**ch that's why I rock the big sh*t Don't forget who you is ni**a you my little sh*t I will crush you to pieces stop ya heart from tickin' And you mad 'cause you a older clock couple rocks missin' And my Breitling--the band: you can say it's iced lightning You don't like him do you? You wanna fight him In fact I should've put you back relaxed on the stones And copped the two-thousand leather in snow cones A bowl of milk almost killed you ak you almost drowned in Pops I bought another box I'ma keep it real with you And I'ma murder you if ya b**ch-a** get on my nerves again Yo Ghost you'se a funny ni**a Turn on the radio all you hear is X and Jigga Ha ha you vexed ni**a? No airplay Bet my gat spray Yo that's hearsay you spray hairspray And up North ni**a you ain't gettin' jailplay (How you know?) Yo it's obvious Clan's day Hold on let me park my sh*t Let me find out this ni**a barkin' and sh*t I'm a Don of this sh*t And you know that sh*t I wrote with Golden Arms is a hit My Wallos show off go off like an alarm in the six Draped in yellow and I'm still poppin' My movie life in the hood is like an I'll doctrine Beat trial with illegal aide f**k Cochrane And if it's on I might blow you if I'm boxed in.. {*echoes*} Yo what's wrong man? Yo yo yo what you doin' man? Yo man chill out man Don't even worry Why you.. OK Come on son We can't.. don't depart us like that son Come on I'ma destroy you Come on man You pop too much sh*t Come on man I'm just tellin' you time It ain't even like that you know who bought you A ni**a's just f**kin' with you man Bye! Tony for mayor.. Yo let me tell y'all mothaf**kas somethin' (Shoot one of those niggas Lord) We could battle for belts ice (Type sh*t) Whatever the f**k you want to do Let me tell y'all somethin' This the Theodore Unit mothaf**ka We takin' the bait of this sh*t That's word to my momma man (Staten Island ni**a what ni**a?) Coke spoon throwers (Get ya money right) (Gotta know how real do this) Slew-footed mothaf**kas I pop all y'all niggas Y'all niggas is f**ked straight up We back in here now mothaf**kas It's the f**kin' Unit you heard That's the Theodore Unit Y'all mothaf**kas better recognize Aight? That's my word (Yeah ni**a yeah)