Missing Watch

(feat. Ghostface Killah, Polite) [ Intro: Raekwon (Polite)]

Oh ****! Shit is my watch at?

Damn... what the ****?

Nah man, nah man, hell nah

These b*****s is frontin

The **** the ****in go?

Them drug gangstas.

Yo son, you got my shit? (Nah, son, I ain't got ya shit)

Son you ain't got my shit? (Nah, b***h, I ain't got ya shit)

Yo, son, my shit is gone (Pah listen, I ain't got ya ****ing shit Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the..) [Raekwon

I started buggin out, fell in the zone, half the bone lit

Passed off, rubbin on my ski hat - oh shit!

My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it?

Gleamin little young fella, he just had the stupidest look, ****e

Yo, I'm tired and stressed, hungry and

I'm vexed

And I'm flippin cause these niggas wanna play me for tes

Shit fell off ya hand

Lord? Stop it,

I'm eyein niggas in they faces

After that

I'm goin at niggas pocket

The watch, damn yeah, y'all niggas got my shit " Yo Lex we family, I helped you cop yo' shit"

Then help me find my shit

Eye-ballin every fake

Frankie Lymon in the joint

Break out, find my shit

Yeah, yo now

I got robbed,

I smell it

Mad b*****s walkin' by the fella tryin' to crochet, shit spell it

Listen trick, be out, bounce

Blew an ounce off of shit in the damn face, she pulled out two white owls " Everybody back the **** up, move! Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon, Pah, with you and your dudes "

If my shit come up, cool

Matter of fact, clack-clack-clack-clack, niggas pulled out tools [Chorus: Polite

Yo yo yo yo turn the mother****ing lights off

Pass the illumin'

Lord, tell the

DJ turn the mother****ing music off

We got announcements, we want y'all to listen clear

We just lose about mansion in here

And yo eh yo if we don't get it back it's gon' be a problem

Then my niggas gon' react and that'll be a problem

Eighty-five thou' gone we got a mother****ing problem

Ain't nobody leavin' alive until we find 'em [Ghostface Killah]

Excuse me,

Miss, no I ain't havin' it

I smacked him with the four pound, mother****er hit the ground

Then I stepped off, dropped out the ****ing backseat

Equipped with the dipped courdouroy

Bailey's with the cream stitch

Powerhouse biscuits that blow roofs off

Rae watch is missin', you take ya boots off

And take off those chaaaaaiiiiiiinnnns

The fat mother****er thought

I was playin' so

I started sprayin

Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke

The owner slid through beefin', duke threw the toast to his throat

We brought the noise like we here to promote

My man don't get his shit in four or five minutes yo we're leavin' with the vote

A gangsta's lotto, thirteen bodies and still climbin

Big shotties, bodied when they sniff body

We did our thing too we got to the

Envy lobby

Our last four or five shots we see nobody [Chorus ] [Polite]

Eh yo shit got real that night

Power grabbed him, '

Vine smacked him dead in his head (Oh ****, **** he got a magnum!

Yo we all holdin', rollin

Grab a shit, search him if he front, **** it, blow him

Watchin' niggas foldi

The bartender got a shotgun in his hand

Let off, the wheelchair **** got him and ra

Surround the

Don, full body armor automatically on

The ****s passed off the watch and gone (yo y'all niggas ain't searchin' shit!

Yo where the big mouth at?

Niggas step up

Matter of fact ****, lie the **** u

**** tried to swing o

G's but he a gentleman

Son, he dropped the dead arm but failed to see it

Two shot G's pealed his meat [starts to fade out]

Let's see, ****s tried to front like my niggas is weak

Corey pulled the truck up,

C -4ed this ****, blew it the **** up

****'ll use and ****'ll die in this mother****er! [explosion ]