Pa-Blow Escablow lyrics

[Verse 1: Raekwon (Polite)]
Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the white man
A steady act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache n*gga
Money was long, and plush hat, sh*t cost nine thousand
Picture me in the housing, serving much crack
Cat look at me, I'm real, lobbin' on the field
For real, I shot n*ggas shakin' their hands, I'm ill
Damn, one of them business man's
I just seen 'em murk a n*gga, but he j*rked him at the same time
That's fam.. (oh sh*t)

[Verse 1 repeated: Raekwon]
Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the white man
A steady act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache n*gga
Money was long, and plush hat, sh*t cost nine thousand
Picture me in the housing, serving much crack
Cat look at me, I'm real, lobbin' on the field
For real, I shot n*ggas shakin' their hands, I'm ill
Damn, one of them business man's
I just seen 'em murk a n*gga, but he j*rked him at the same time
That's fam, one of those Columbians who got money
One of those n*ggas might try to get up on me
Yo, damn, I need to eat, and I'm a man
I'm a stand up, n*gga, I'mma handle when I'm makin' my plan
Pop, I'll take two hundred bricks, hit me
One helicopter had the super bungalo with the van
All ill technology to watch if I ran, he only gave me
Woody gave sixty eight other black mans
[Interlude: Polite]
Now.. if Pa-Blow would've kept it gangsta
None of this sh*t would've never happened

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Now the DEA was on his ass
Slick Saucony's on, big homey takin' a blast or somethin'
Handsome big n*ggas around him
Surroundin' him with big glasses on, drinkin' on lances, fam
Most them n*ggas fastin'
Cuz when he fed n*ggas after that, pus*y and grass
Had made backs, eight labs, his date was Miss Mass-
Achusetts, Cap eatin' fruit, tongue in his ass
You can't f*ck with the cartel, you barked at it
Jabbed her and shot her in the back, I can't stand the bird
Word to furs, I need big wizes
He looked at me, "Huh, exactly, Chef go after big b*tches"
Frozen burner henchman, flash the great
Lookin' nine on me, rhinestones, no, them sh*ts is dime stones
Hold a million dollar pound, bust something, don't trust nothin'
I'm in shock, starin' it down

[Interlude: Polite]
Now.. here's where this sh*t gets crazy!

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
The killas increase, he fell, but
Maybe a little bit, the Mediene Cartel will fail
Diego his horse, with George Young
Yo, will argue over large sales, hittin' Cuba with lumps, yeah
Call them n*ggas drug barons, eighty billion workers sniff
Gettin' lift ownin' Miami yo
Flips got bigger, makin' more trails
Set it out of nowhere when coppin' a jail, I'm eatin' fresh veal
Pa-Blow, the largest n*gga involved
The arsenal will have sixty three hundred murders
Livin' in apartments, wild he violated flight a Bianca
Took two hundred n*ggas down but two men houndin' him
The f*ckin' c*ckroches posin' the on six million dollars sold
We're eatin' enchilada, goat cheese pasta
Yeah we're drippin' it with more salsa
And then they rushed in, found him on the roof dead in his boxers
But it wasn't him
[Outro: Polite]
Story to be continued... mothaf*cka!
Hahahahaha