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12 O'CLOCK lyrics : "Nasty Immigrants (feat. Raekwon the Chef)"

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef]

Yeah yeah, that's us

Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin to do with none of that
Besides, whatever
Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah)

12 O'Clock, Gambinos
Those crazy boneyard boys is back once again


[Verse One: 12 O'Clock]

It's nine-six I'ma bang you with some hits

In two-thousand six I got my son makin hits
A nine to five it's a job to survive
F--k the lies and connives and all them company bribes

I'm Family Ties for my seeds I'd die
I want the whole f--kin pie save them slice for eighty-fives
And besides, see I never had a million

Got beefs that got millions and in buy-outs worth billions
Knotty n-gga with a plan platinum jam
Found a million fans in the Lexus to the Lands

So whose the cat in the comfy black Ac?
As a matter of fact, I sick/six fingers I'm from fat
My projects be the livest that it gets

Watch me ---- back Tex and do murders in the backsteps
I want that b---h with a Lex, a house out in New Mex
She disrespect, she buys a Rolex

12 O'Clock sells you stock business
Drive in Benzes, see my dog were tremendous
In case I didn't mention

I'm killin your whole startin team and all them n----z on the benches
So please play your distance
I'm givin a sentence that pull more pain than a dentist

Most def, I'm professional
Twenty G's a show, Germany to Tokyo
Show me lies, suck my beach

I got fans in Puerto Rico that love what I throw

[Chorus: Raekwon]


Introducing these nasty immigrants
Who want to flinch, move on him he got bank like Merill/Lynch

Styles recorded like a porcelain swordsman
So let RaZAh rip across your face, you're frosting


[Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef]

Push this s--t out like nine months

Rock Swahali and suede fronts, get paid from n----z
lifestyle, like a knife in a child
Mail the brick out, Israel, mistrial, blowin like fish scale

Wu, dominate s--t majorly, flavorly
Jubilant cats they keep pagin me
Peace what's the signs ock?

Fruit of life like the apricot
@@#!tails tossin em at cops on blocks
Park Hillian, drug hillbillies made billions

Get a gun, kidnap, eight nine Jimmyians
Yo, he had about this amount in his Swiss account
Gunnin this out we reminesces on this b---h's house

Back in time, was a bad fiend
Now I flex mad green get cream seven-fifty n----l gleam
Say hi to chocolate t--i f----d lives

Stop and !@#^yze in eighty-five Hawaiian c--e flex three lives
Caesar Halfmoon, pardon my scalp
Buildin and breathin

You front I'll leave your $$# bleedin and sweetened

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