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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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