The Drop Off

(feat. Daddy-O, Division)

Intro: Daddy-O (RZA)
Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
make sure he drops them off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!

ShaCronz
I got on the block, block
with them gats, gats
on the strip, strip
Puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My got that Dutch, Dutch
got that black, black
got a b*tch, b*tch, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
nigg* front then we get at duke
d*ck hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the b*tch cute, we don't sex raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigg* to check for

Hook: Freemurder
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t*ts, sayin' F-R-E
And my nigg* Crizzee baby, and my nigg* Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t*ts, sayin' Bob Digi
or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby

Interlude: girl (RZA)
moaning
Bobby stop!
Bobby sirens the cops is comin
moans
(That s**t is tight girl)
cops: "hey you!"
moans
(fk that mothafka, you know how I do)
sirens
moans
car speeding off

RZA
Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
this b*tch on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to cum, and I'm pinchin' her c**t *girl moans*
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "fk these punks!"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart motherfker or stupid dunce?
Music blastin', she org*sm like a singer
Sweet, wet p*ssy got all over my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all sippin' the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and my d*ck's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to fk with plenty chips

Girl
He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and his d*ck's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to fk with plenty chips

Hook