Chords for 16 - Wu-Gambinos - Raekwon

And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get. _ _
Tony Wing's the name.
He works [G] for a drug ring in Central America.
Who wants to kill him?
[Gb] No information.
Say yes or no.
1.5. [B] million. All right? You get what you want. Money's no object. _ _ [Ab] _ _ They're all clean. No serial numbers. No trace of them. And they're explosive head bullets. Come here. Come here, son. Come here for a minute. Hold up, hold up. _ _ _ I'm just here to talk [C] for some more baking soda. Yo, yo, yo, get your fucking_ Yo, that's made of glass, man. Get your big aliens off my mom's table, man. [G] Nah, nah, see, yo, chill, man. Yo, pass the Cristal. I think this is greedy, man. Big [Cm]-ass shit. Yo, man, you ain't smoking no more weed, man. Chill, man. Bobby Stills. This might go to the store, man. Fuck that. Yo. _ _ _ Mmm. _ _ [Ab] Noodles. _ _ [E] [G] Fast. Noodles. _ _ [Eb] _ La costa nostra. _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] Represent [Dm] for my people. [A] _ _ [Dm] Universal [A] Frontier. _ [Dm] Original blood. [A] Chug it out, boy. [Bb] Who come to [A] get you? None. They want [Bb] guns. I be the first to [A] set off shit. Last to [Bb] run. Woo, woo, together [A] as one. I call [Bb] my brother son, cause he [A] shine like one. Check. [Dm] Scriptures hit the [A] body like sawed-off [Dm] shoddies. Like my hair [A] knotty and my nose be [Dm] snotty. Fuck a nigga [A] hottie, that whole pussy [Dm] probably. Burn like the death [A] of Mugabe. [Dm] Parade. Ain't nothing [A] fraudulent here. We pioneer. [Dm] _ [A] Commodity Frontier. This be the move, [Dm] yeah. 36 [A] chambers of fear. Fuck, you [Dm] lost it. Information leaking [F] out your forces. [Dm] Hmm. Time to [A] forfeit your crown and leave the [Dm] ground. There's a new [A] sheriff in town holding his [Dm] hand. It's the two [A]-holster. Shit shot [Dm] smoker. I want it dead or [A] alive. Bounty on the [Dm] poster. Wild in the [A] west. A student of my [Dm] culture. And life is the [A] test. Roll up. [Dm] Let a nigga catch his [A] breath. You still paying [Dm] dues and the last one is [A] death. Back to the [Dm] essence with that shit you [A] stressing. This rap [Dm] profession. Now beat the [A] cow. The son of the [Dm] shower. How blessed was [A] thou? Criminology [Dm] paved the last times of [A] days. Johnny fucking [Dm] Blaze. This goes for [A] niggas who know. Who will grow [Dm] like Gayo. Lalo [A] plus fooling in [Dm] Barbados. Regans be giving [A] me much shit. The [Dm] touch shit. Stay cool, [A] papa. See you with enough [Dm] shit. Back at the [A] lava. Cracks backed up. [Dm] Your niggas act up. What? [A] Blow up the workers if they have [Dm] the señoritas. [A] Fucking up a storm. Buying [Dm] guards margaritas. [A] Sucking his dick up in the whip. [Dm] Long design [A] for Ron. Crime nigga. [Dm] Jail time jiggas. The [A] niggas up in hype. Big as lightning [Dm] niggas. Silks, [A] Bollywood, and Figueroa [Dm] chain. Yeah. Jakes [A] beware. Black rap [Dm] millionaires. Rock ass leather [A] goose bears. Blowing this shit. [Bb] 1-800-GAMBINO, [A] nigga. Yeah. [Dm] Solid gold crown to shine. The world's the temple [A] of one. I'm from [Dm] above the sun. Cut these [A] shawls like blunt. Solid [Dm] gold crown to shine. [A] And we're blinding lights from [Dm] diamonds. I'll be climbing the sky [A] on the cloud. With silver liner [Dm] double-breasted. [A] Bulletproof vested. We're [Dm] protected. The heart's a rib [A] cage. The chest and solo breast [Dm] is cast in stones. Track [A] of 206 bones. [Dm] And watch the rascals fall [A] into a sea of fire and [Dm] brimstone. How dare you approach [A] it with dimpons? The over [Dm] thing like no other. [A] Gleam, gleam. Soul with a [Dm] smolder mean. The grandest [A] prison. Imperial visit. Oh, is [Dm] it? The resurrector comes to [A] pay your ass a visit. [Dm] Orchid biochemical. [A] Universal giant. The black [Dm] general. Licking shots that they be [A] strocking. On the bicentennial. [Dm] Happy millennium [A] 2000. Microchips. Deep [Dm] shots. The penicillin builds up. You [A] adrenaline. Sun is time for [Dm] spouting. It's a model. You [A] resemble the niggas life [Bb] following. Captors on your products [A] like a genie inside the [Dm] bottle. And God's stepping [A] forth upon holy ground [Dm] of the track. [A] It's the sound that surrounds [Dm] and hurts me like I'm on [A] a attack. So I [Dm] decided to bite down on [A] the mic. So the pain [Dm] of the track will deny [A] the fact that I'm the [Dm] master. For what lurks [A] is an expert [Dm] that hurts the [A] individual who tries to visualize. [Dm] Lies under because [A] I strike like [Dm] thunder. Niggas couldn't stand [A] my heat. It's [Dm] unbearable. My wisdom [A] fucks up your respiratory. [Dm] Your systems are [A] fractured. Bible [Dm] philosophic style is [A] ragged and thoughts are mad [Dm] jagged. Enter the [A] entity. My [Dm] vicinity is 360 [A] degrees of humidity. [Dm] Represent the school [A] of hard knocks and [Dm] clocks. My plan is [A] hot and got mad hot for [Dm] blocks. So feel the force [A] of impact from the [Dm] iron side of the [A] gathers. I attack track [Dm] from the blind side of [A] the pack. Starts [Dm] past the chrome. Watch a nigga [A] get blown out his [Dm] motherfucking dome. Peace, [A] decease, laid [Dm] to rest. _ [A] _ [Dm] Who come to [A] get you? None that want [Dm] guns. I'll be the first to [A] set off shit. Laugh the [Dm] run. We'll go together [A] as one. I'll pull [Dm] my brother's son cuz he [A] shine like one. Yup. [Dm] Hey yo, I got some [A] demowing. Move, give me [Dm] room. I'm holding up your saloon [A] clean sweep like a [Dm] broom. Full moons make me [A] high like a wolf out of breath. [Dm] Sully on Wukong [Am] to her genius shown depth. [Dm] So step back. Do [A] the lap at high [Dm] velocity. My teammate in [A] the hair cells go like a [Dm] pharmacy. Fuck around the [A] Pablo's plan. Grow is [Dm] bravo. Good fellas below. [A] Best sellers become [Dm] novels. The man rocking [A] headbands, silk scarves, and [Dm] cams. Early 80s British rogues, [A] playboys, rocks, and [Dm] shams. The laser beam [A] vocalist does well in [Dm] symphonies. Bad days, hot [A] snatch ice right out of [Dm] Tiffany's. Remember them kicks [A] that came off with 8 million? [Dm] Rock the brink and I [A] labeled them warrior pavilions. [Dm] Them flower heads must [A] have been stupid. Tell [Dm] me how to fuck black [A] niggas get caught with all that loot. [Dm] Kid, there's jet money, [A] underground money, [Dm] submarines and rings. Too [A] bad you fucked up, dummy. [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ [Dm] Hossa, Hossa. [A] _ [Dm] Come on. _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [N] _