Spot Rusherz

[Intro: Wu-Tang's St. Ides commercial plays in the background] (Conversation between Rae and Ghost) [Raekwon] Yo! Can you feel me? Storytelling rap Magellan I ain't telling Them niggas ran in the spot for selling Word up, pushed up, man got mushed up Seen him at a rap show acting like fat cat though Glasses gold, shining like a real big boy This nigga had mega ice on Chips Ahoy! Cats surrounded, this political brown kid All out the wind yo, my man walked in Pulling mints out son had mad clientele Order me Cristal twice Kion, chill! Watch them niggas, a-yo that clique's from outta state They bubble weight in Far Rockaway with Blake Carrington You know the kid with the most dough getters And terrors on fat shit clique they rock Lo sweaters That's my man, that's my man too Call him up on the strength of the Wu And watch me gain duke Grab the cell, I got a heist to pull off well At the end of the week, I'm buying you a L Lexus nigga, I ain't talking bout Hancock No time for weed plus no time to get locked That night, up in the staircase Cousin had me laced out, skeed all outta my face We gon' get dat crunchy chump for all of his lump Don't try to front, you was sweating this Hilfidiger Guess who walked in having it, his man from Farragut Confront him with the Ruger on his back, walk in black Where's your man, where's the sky blue Land at? Stop playing Wu in the back, smacked him wit the gat (Yo, money said he be here in fifteen!) He's not lying, wait for the Millenia green to pull up He got the Donna Karan shit on, two rings Six carats a piece plus the chain swings Like anchors on ships flooded with all diamond chips Back pockets: two clips - four-fifths wit rubber grips Laying, two bottles of brass I was slaying Meditating, red dot be waiting for my payment Heard the key in the lock, cocked the Glock Turn the lights out, dip behind the couch Kion, gag his mouth Infra-red at his head when he entered Butter soft Perry Ellis leather with Dorinda A friend of, Kion's wife, Kenya, the bitch larger than life Yo, shorty be fucking mad Colombian niggas Fuck it, get on the floor meet the black Lex Luthor Strip fast, the bitch had on Claiborne drawers Yo Rae I'm about to scrape her, chill Ghost Thought for a second, turned around Threw the nine in his meatloaf Yo, where's the cash and the stash that's mixed? I don't know! Shot his hand, he started screaming like a bitch!