Rza The Drop Off

feat. Daddy-O, Division
[Intro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
make sure he drops them shits off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!
[ShaCronz]
I got niggaz on the block, block
niggaz with them gats, gats
Niggaz on the strip, strip
Puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My niggaz got that Dutch, Dutch
niggaz got that black, black
Niggaz got a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
Nigga front then we get at duke
Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the bitch cute, we don't sex raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to check for
[Hook: Freemurder]
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' F-R-E
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' Bob Digi
or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
[Interlude: girl (RZA)]