"Giant Size" lyrics
(feat. American Cream Team, Killa Sin)
(from "The Pj's" soundtrack)
[Chip Banks of American Cream Team:]
What? Aiyo, y'all wanna do a track with us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's that?
Three rings and a hair cut or some shit?
Aiyo, American Cream Team, baby
Heavy hitters, New York City Giants
Gamble for plots and 4 better for spots and things of that nature
Pop off
[Superb of American Cream Team:]
I don't rock with hoes, I puff Optimos
Your label ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, everybody and God knows
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop those
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop clothes
Try to come to the hood and we shot hoes
[Chip Banks of American Cream Team:]
I don't care who you got a deal with or who you chill with
Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit
'Til the Chef be like (Chill, kid)
That's word to Abola Perrione, dem not know who they deal with
Chef Banks, uh-huh, slash Banky
Got the whole world calling Flex trying to transtate me
Said New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino
[Killa Sin of Killarmy:]
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bigon, rely on ion in my python
We squeeze off, long disc when we piss
Resort this, gun powder covering wrist is blastphemist
Shotties say, "Fuck!", cursing my name
Knowing damn well, I'm hurting the same
What part of the game you playing?
Kid, I'm saying, yo, three months ago you was on
You falling short now, chasing a don, you're money ain't loned
Faggot fuck, bag him, stick him in the back of my truck
strip him and smack him up for acting up
Be slithering, hit him in the rips again
Broke the code of honor that we living in
Depleted the whole click, is never when
but never that
[Raekwon:]
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holding kid, control ya rep when we rolling
Worldwide, niggas look live, collection cream by a land slide
Setting up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the 5
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hand-glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size
[Polite of American Cream Team:]
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land where everything is real
Nights was tough, days came hard as steel
Still we played the field like players without contracts
Broke the trends and the fans far beyond that
Coming to America, now we trading places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and they racist (uh-huh)
From all the squeezing, they calling the precinct
We could battle in ya PJs or battle in the becon!
[Raekwon:]
I kick vocals at the top of my lungs, drunk
Playing cards, young start wilding on dunns with guns
Remmy doctor, old man jams with voice of Hoffa
Chill, slap shorty up at the opera (Battle in the becon!)
Uncle got the Kangaroo, rock the Kangaroo, boo
Start cursing out white boys shoes, you wild
Thirsting Howl with a growl start barking at crowds
He acting like he got shark skin now
[Kingpin of American Cream Team:]
I lace my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustling, nigga Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream Team, billion buck spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get move on
We too strong, the menace, nothing to lose con
Yachts we cruise on, money that's too long
Pull out a check book, coupon, purchase the Yukon
[Raekwon:]
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holding kid, control ya rep when we rolling
Worldwide, niggas look live, collection cream by a land slide
Setting up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the 5
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hand-glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size
[Repeat to fade:]
It's never been a game, stop playing, stop playing
What? Aiyo, y'all wanna do a track with us or some shit?
We the billion dollar boys club
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's that?
Three rings and a hair cut or some shit?
Aiyo, American Cream Team, baby
Heavy hitters, New York City Giants
Gamble for plots and 4 better for spots and things of that nature
Pop off
[Superb of American Cream Team:]
I don't rock with hoes, I puff Optimos
Your label ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, everybody and God knows
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop those
Used to be a thug, now he wear cop clothes
Try to come to the hood and we shot hoes
[Chip Banks of American Cream Team:]
I don't care who you got a deal with or who you chill with
Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit
'Til the Chef be like (Chill, kid)
That's word to Abola Perrione, dem not know who they deal with
Chef Banks, uh-huh, slash Banky
Got the whole world calling Flex trying to transtate me
Said New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino
[Killa Sin of Killarmy:]
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bigon, rely on ion in my python
We squeeze off, long disc when we piss
Resort this, gun powder covering wrist is blastphemist
Shotties say, "Fuck!", cursing my name
Knowing damn well, I'm hurting the same
What part of the game you playing?
Kid, I'm saying, yo, three months ago you was on
You falling short now, chasing a don, you're money ain't loned
Faggot fuck, bag him, stick him in the back of my truck
strip him and smack him up for acting up
Be slithering, hit him in the rips again
Broke the code of honor that we living in
Depleted the whole click, is never when
but never that
[Raekwon:]
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holding kid, control ya rep when we rolling
Worldwide, niggas look live, collection cream by a land slide
Setting up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the 5
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hand-glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size
[Polite of American Cream Team:]
Yo, we from the ghetto, the land where everything is real
Nights was tough, days came hard as steel
Still we played the field like players without contracts
Broke the trends and the fans far beyond that
Coming to America, now we trading places (uh-huh)
New faces in the hood, and they racist (uh-huh)
From all the squeezing, they calling the precinct
We could battle in ya PJs or battle in the becon!
[Raekwon:]
I kick vocals at the top of my lungs, drunk
Playing cards, young start wilding on dunns with guns
Remmy doctor, old man jams with voice of Hoffa
Chill, slap shorty up at the opera (Battle in the becon!)
Uncle got the Kangaroo, rock the Kangaroo, boo
Start cursing out white boys shoes, you wild
Thirsting Howl with a growl start barking at crowds
He acting like he got shark skin now
[Kingpin of American Cream Team:]
I lace my hookers with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustling, nigga Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream Team, billion buck spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get move on
We too strong, the menace, nothing to lose con
Yachts we cruise on, money that's too long
Pull out a check book, coupon, purchase the Yukon
[Raekwon:]
Aiyo, there it go again, same shit, just rep
Show me ya holding kid, control ya rep when we rolling
Worldwide, niggas look live, collection cream by a land slide
Setting up to son, won the grand prize
Stand up, why? Where it came from? Accord and the 5
Where the name from? Read the Rob, yo
Yo, while we hand-glide, slang lye
Chill, ya better recognize, 'cause it's cut out for big shit, Giant Size
[Repeat to fade:]
It's never been a game, stop playing, stop playing
