Wyld In Da Club )
Raekwon Lyrics


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[Intro: P.C.]
Don't take it per-son-al.. it's only mu-sic
Holla at me.. yo! Yo!
Ice Water! Yo.. yo.

[P.C.]
Try me, P.C.'ll put a clip in a nigga
Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga
Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection
I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya balls
Stick his ass to the rooftop, toss 'em off
Hit the Ave with the rooftop off the porch
I get money 'cause it costs to floss, nigga you feelin' me?
And if not then fuck what you gotta deal with me
I've only been here for a minute but haters want to get rid of me
P.C. creep with at least three heats
And a shotgun stashed underneath the backseats

[Stumic]
Niggas actin' like you don't feel a draft
You seen ya man? Tell him I'ma kill his ass
And I don't, want to talk I want a mill in cash
I come through 'tards shittin', lookin' ill in the past
'cause it's the, Ice Water, don't get it confused
And one false move'll cause me to spit at you dudes
It's Stumic, motherfucker and I'm pickin' ya food
And ain't no one out you know that my niggas'll do you
Let's spit on 'em, rush these niggas
and crush several fuckin', will leave a dent out ya liver
Only kid in the hood with a mustard ninja
Heard you broke down good, well I fucked ya sister

[Chorus 2X: Stumic]
Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
This is for my niggas gettin' down in the club
At the bar throwin' down rounds in the club
Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug

[Break: Polite singing]
Yo I keep my gun on me, what the fuck why'all want from me?
why'all touch my property somebody gon' die, uh-huh
This ain't no joke, it's for real
My niggas they totin' they steel
All it takes a phone call and they ready to ride
Get ready to die

[Polite]
Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are spoken
Nigga, welcome to the Hell, the gates is open (uh-huh)
Gatekeeper, first degree murder through the speaker
Who deep enough to flow with the reaper?
Stuck in the middle, I spit a little riddle
Leavin' niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
You niggas makin' it hard, it's really kinda simple
If a nigga gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya temple

[Ultra]
Official I do this, rude maneuver
I use the Rugers to keep the bullets movin' through ya
Weak anatomy, fuck the small talk and flattery
Ya power is weak, to beef you need much more batteries
Keep it genetic, or dead it, Ice Water Inc. we said it
Whoever so-called did it or said it, promote it and spread it
Fake it or front it, get ambushed and confronted
With slugs in ya head, back, chest and stomach
Niggas don't want it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em
Dead in the club and let them things spit and rip through 'em dead in the club
Is you gon' fuck around and be the nigga dead in the club?
(Yeah? Uh-huh..)

[Chorus 2X]
[Raekwon]
Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how it's goin' down
Ski mask, Chanel shit, move like a terrorist click
Nineteen eighties babies, worldwide, ya girl on our dick
All you know is Rae look good, he hood
Envision the flips, I make money like them niggas who take money
Fresh out the can, Duran look, Astro van
The ill Castro, rap Son of Sam
More Rugers, more bow and arrows
Still no losers, forty five dollars ahead
Go at niggas shootin' lyrical leads
Stop absorbin, break shit, knock that gay shit out ya head





[Chorus 2X]

Overall Meaning

The song "Wyld in Da Club" by Raekwon featuring Ice Water is a gritty track that focuses on the violent and ruthless nature of the street life. The opening lines spoken by P.C. set the tone for the song, making it clear that the lyrics and the music are just a representation of the harsh reality of urban life. The first verse from P.C. further drives home this message with the use of violent imagery, emphasizing that he is not to be messed with. The second verse by Stumic focuses on his crew's loyalty, fierceness, and reputation in the streets. His verses convey that there is no room for weakness in the brutal world he inhabits, and those who show any signs of it can expect to be dealt with accordingly.


The chorus sung by Stumic adds to the overall vibe of the song, expressing a mentality of being wild in the club, with both fearlessness and danger. This is echoed in the later verses by Polite and Ultra, who both double down on the idea of violence being a necessary part of their survival. Rae's verse is a contrast to the harshness of the previous verses. Although he still talks about the streets and the lifestyle, he does so in a smoother and more sophisticated way. He presents himself as a more refined version of the street hustler, someone who can hold his own while still maintaining some sense of refinement.


Overall, "Wyld in Da Club" by Raekwon featuring Ice Water is a powerful and unflinching look at the harsh and violent world of the street life. The use of dark, gritty imagery and the emphasis on violence and toughness make it a captivating but unsettling listen.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't take it per-son-al.. it's only mu-sic
Don't take offense, it's just music


Try me, P.C.'ll put a clip in a nigga
Don't test me or I'll shoot you


Fuck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga
My bullets are so powerful they'll create a ditch in someone's body


I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya balls
I'm unpredictable and dangerous, I could shoot you anywhere


Hit the Ave with the rooftop off the porch
Drive through the neighborhood with the car roof down


And if not then fuck what you gotta deal with me
If you don't like me, too bad


Niggas actin' like you don't feel a draft
You're acting like you're invincible but you're vulnerable


It's Stumic, motherfucker and I'm pickin' ya food
I'm in charge here and I'll take whatever I want


and crush several fuckin', will leave a dent out ya liver
I'll beat you so badly that it will damage your liver


Eh yo we Wyld in Da Club, style in the club
We're wild and stylish when we're in the club


Talk slick and get the four pound in ya mug
If you talk disrespectfully, I'll shoot you in the face


My niggas they totin' they steel
My friends are carrying guns


Eh yo the cards are dealt, the words are spoken
The situation is what it is, and we're speaking our minds


Leavin' niggas crippled, my niggas ball 'em like Kerry Kittles
We'll leave someone severely injured, and my crew will celebrate like basketball player Kerry Kittles


If a nigga gotta pull it out I'm puttin' it in ya temple
If I have to use my gun, I'll shoot you in the head


Ya power is weak, to beef you need much more batteries
You're weak, you need more energy to fight us


Keep it genetic, or dead it, Ice Water Inc. we said it
Either you're with us or you're against us


With slugs in ya head, back, chest and stomach
We'll shoot you multiple times in various parts of your body


Is you gon' fuck around and be the nigga dead in the club?
Do you want to be the one who dies in this club?


Egyptian look, gazelles on, L's lit, this how it's goin' down
I look like an Egyptian, wearing Gazelle sunglasses, smoking weed, and this is how it's happening


Ski mask, Chanel shit, move like a terrorist click
I'm wearing a ski mask and expensive Chanel clothes, and moving with a group of dangerous people like a terrorist organization




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: COREY WOODS, J. BRATCHER, DELMAR COWARD, A. MCCAIN, J. MURPHY, A. WILLIAMS

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