Wu-Tang Clan Necklace song lyrics

Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble

My necklace had the whole crowd on some next shit

The guest list full of real niggas that's hectic

The charm piece made my niggas move like calm beasts

Palm beats, two jostling niggas with long reach

Keep your eyes open for them strong on thieves

Out here looking for ice to put in they teeth

Chain glowing shining and I'm ready for beef

Like my nigga 2 Chainz, cappuccino from the east

From the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat

Bang bang, different robe every day of the week

2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign

Universal flag on, nigga, I got shine

Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble

I keep my neck frozen, .45 loaded, please don't approach this

Rope is so ferocious, diamonds that shine in oceans

Keep you arm distant from my carats, silly rabbits

Make me get my barrel, spazzed out and cause havoc

Iced out Cubans, exotic stones from Africa

This the real thing, big bling, the chain swing

Try to swipe mines, that's a no no, the God's loco

Jury truckin' fancy spend stacks upon Delancey

Exhaust pipes coffin horse kicks

ACP's dress up the flesh, now the crime scene's gorgeous

My links is unbreakable, told y'all on the Purple Tape

40 inches hang from my neck, nigga, I'm wealthy

Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble

Why you say that?

It's real, kill a nigga for this shit

Aha, yo relax sis

Dinner plates rings, smothered in 2 pounds of dope

Eric B on the cut when it blings

Scrubbin' chain down in Colgate, double edged bangers

On they hips I wait in the jaw break

The snakes and the violators, Dracula style takers

We got a bunch of gold balls, but we ain't the Lakers

Hey bitches, stay lickin' my necklace

And I ain't even put the dumb bitch in the guest list

That's what you get when you throwin' on Cuban's

Drawers that's made from silk, a robe and a Ruger

Crack heads catchin' a sweet vix on a scooter

Catch me for my chain, it belongs on a shooter

Lucky my shit blow like a horn on a tuba

You might as well do me now cause I will do ya

Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble

God-Cipher-Love-Divine in math 79

Bright yellow and dense in its gift and shine

Still the same when exposed to air and water

Like when amongst thieves you travellin' across the border

The brink of the metal link when in transition remains solid

The message was lost in transmission

That's often in a free elemental form

Nuggets and grains and rocks and things that's norm

Malleable ductile metal on many levels

Get you shot for a Flintstone, killed for a pebble

Lieutenants and Generals move with criminals

The pride for all in line, they hunt for mineral

The scope is on the rope, claws on the table

Brass knuckle, knees buckle, legs unstable

And it's sold by the weight

Shaped into a plate with food on it

The hungry wolves lie and wait

Brother, I think that necklace is causing you too much trouble

Tu Tin-To. So you're the tigers of Tinan, bastard, you're gonna pay for this, you'll die here. I'll use the tiger strike to kill you all. I'll show you the three different strokes. Forest Tiger! Win Tiger, Winmau Tiger!