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ghostface killah - clips lyrics
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[ghostface k!llah]
aiyyo, turn those lights down while i’m recording!
matter ‘fact y’all n-ggas get the f-ck out the room, g!
straight up! sipping on that bullsh-t budweiser!
nah’mean yo.. what? f-ck you too, n-gga!
‘kind of pants you got on motherf-cker, capris?!
b-tch -ss n-gga, go get ya feet done!
eat a d-ck n-gga!
[verse 1]
catch me in the 80’s drop
old school mercedes with a brand new baby glock
right from my lady’s sock with two bodies on it
capricorn, aquarius
lost so much blood, these b-tch n-ggas in they periods
they say i be living the role, like ‘pac in juice
and only f-ck with fly b-tches that can fly and boost
and they ears be chandeliers, lit up like a lamp, who cares?!
they cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs
that’s right y’all, if a rap n-gga say my name i’m a fight y’all
f-ck a state, light charge
my predicate status, irrelevant
my man got the big rap sheet that’s outweighing two elephants
jumbo sh-ts from new orleans
players and pimps that bit off fiends
quick, switch with the hands, powder blue wally’s is dyed, vanilla bally’s is mean
can’t none of y’all motherf-ckers f-ck with my team, uh!
[hook: trife da god]
aiyyo we the live n-ggas holding heat on the street corners
sic the beasts on you, turn mothers to mourners
money launderers, neighborhood coroners, place bodies in bags
tango with dirty cash, cocaine jacks
“kings of the hill”, out to blow like propane gas
package the raw, theodore, we got the game on smash
cause we cut from the same cloth
big guns ready to bang off
slide off the cables and take the rings off!
[verse 2]
we hold the weight of four synagogues
jelly’d uptown in them beat down rented cars
going mad wetting ’em
milk cash, heavy tecks, hood rats, s-xing ’em
paris crew, little dudes, please! i was repping ’em
n-ggas couldn’t come through (word)
that’s when the block was like wallpaper, loved sticking n-ggas like crazy glue
blackouts happened, god forbid don’t be around!
the bag lady will murk you and let off in the next town!
she struck two times, get caught, good luck blood, it ain’t no heinz
blow a hockey puck hole in the back of your spine
she put two cut up mirrors in the place of your eyes
so when the cops look they see theyselves, they all gonna die
its the tale of the crips and bloods, pimps and thugs
get your face bashed in on the concrete rug
on that note i’m a say peace!
theodore! word to darryl mack’s t–th!
[hook]
[verse 3]
yo, ayo i’ll break every bone in your wrist
smack you in the back of your head on the block while you holding your d-ck
my semi, they call it the crouching tiger
a hundred bowls of total is trash, because my lead eat through fibers
peel your potato like ore-ida
on the day of your death people had candles but couldn’t find no lighter
f-ck your mural! f-ck your hood!
you ain’t a street legend like me!
blake carrington holding the dynasty
i m-ffle motherf-ckers up like meineke
and write a thousand bar verse that all rhymes with “e”
jewel thief, shizzam bangles, in the vault deep
and cruising deserts mad heavy into salt treats
i’m the taste in bush’s mouth, nasty
afghanistan missions, gun training in the gr-ssy fatigues
picking n-ggas off by the red sea
and did it all for ghost, sniffing on caffeine!
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