Royal Flush - Iced Down Medallions lyrics

Motion picture, an*lyze the world, plus it hits ya Dominate ya scripture Wild black infera, protecting your perimeter Rockin Jew-waal, bring on the minister, scope full while I'm sticking ya And roll a dutch Shorty I've been whipping ya for years now Hold Keiths smile on the prowl My lifestyle Or better yet, my position now Throw you cats on trial Smooth criminal From New York to Quebec Unbelieveable respect Plan X 22 ways up out the projects But keep focus Iraq When clans on the quest Gettin' deeper than tech We on dive for whose next And we go again My enemies I keep friends 'Cause when I wind them, I got them and take them rock bottom And rap is fire It's you, Verse-Iya Hit man for hire, blow the world like a live wire [Chorus: Noreaga:] Cuban connection, flexin', willin', sippin' Crystal by the gallon, Queens stallion (Royal Flush, no doubt) Iced down medallions (Royal Flush, what's it all about?) Iced down medallions Cuban connection, flexin', willin', sippin' Don P. by the gallon, Queens stalion (Royal Flush, no doubt) Iced down medallions (Royal Flush, what's it all about?) Iced down medallions Seen sh** Holdin' it down my guns, spit Find my deal wit Drive a 5-40 wit tint Yo nice Hold the strip up on the hill in the bricks Plus the golden Kid Wisdom knowledge still living Understand what I'm given Or wild like the livin' while we all driven We sell d**, young black thugs And take slaughtas Most invincible gettin' money the principle Everyday's an interview You know who I'm talkin' to the best chosen Playin on 45th Drink cola Sellin' d** in the mornin' Strengthing my opponents f** around and catch a bonus Move all to buy the Owens When you thought I was your oldest And ever since that day I walk around double toastin' Wit two hoalstin Wanted posters Plus whatevas closest Or die like your man in that black Sensa Rosa Flush, don't give a f** I'm taken over [Chorus] Now pa** the hand Rockin' vest for thirty G's a scotch None stop Crystal poppin' Drop toppin' While the feds watchin' They on my back heat me up like Al Pacino Or Joe Pessi in Casino(Que pasa, amigo) Sent keys up to Fellipo Transport state to state Livin' great Bust around a hell gate Can the key Money man Regulate New York city crime state And bless ya L's be on track to make an earthquake Now wait Desert storm just like Kuwait Watch Jake Can't go to jail wit no Cake 'Cause when I come home I've got to live crazy straight, [Chorus] Word up, we do it like that, thug life Na meen, back to Iraq, regulate worldwide, what's tha deal, make a mill.