Ghostface — текст песни (Ghostface Killah)

[Chorus: female singer (Ghostface Killah)]
Ghostface... (Yo, yo who`s the boss when it comes to these songs?)
Ghostface... (What ya`ll talkin` bout... I can`t hear ya`ll!)
Ghostfaaaaaaaace!! (A little louder)
Ghostface...

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, you can catch me in Z-No`s on a Friday night
Or at the Emmy`s, Bentley`s, Roll Royce, all white
Fresh kicks, star studded up
A ounce of Gertest to hold me til them Theodore and Deini`s roll up
Soak my hands in olive oil, loyal to each, Diamond
Shoot out the clock while I`m killin` timin`
Eight-mill just to resign me
My bitches go crazy and pull they hair out when they can`t find me
It`s like, all he say.. Mr., Mr., D.J.
Bring it back like an instant replay
Please, get these wack records off of me
I can`t breath, ashtma pump so I could stop the weez
It`s like they love garbage (yeah), for God`s sake, I`m the real artist
Hear they songs, dumb niggas father`s
Under my wing like Sanford and Son
Weird sons, I`m a big gun, like Big Pun, Big L and Jason

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
I`m like a green and white kickball, I bounce
Spin off walls and cars, the Wizard of Clarks, Tony Oz
In the third grade, I bagged Penny
Well Butter on your burns, guess Daddy was concerned like many
Now Daddy`s blowin` `sherm and Remi
On the road toll up, bust the promoter so I can shit in Denny`s
This is Tone-Tana, spangled banded with four hammers
Bangles get tangled and they cause manners
Money, don`t stop, get it, get it, I`m not finished with it
Menaced out, tell your click that Dennis did it
Rock them boats and I copped them ropes
Resurging the mics, I deal with only knives and throats
Hold my tongue around fake niggas
Look at `em sideways and pull my trees
Ask me to hit it, I`m like, Nigga Please, fuck outta here!
Fuck war with niggas, facin` me, fuckas, step up the gear

[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Ghost dough and spend it though
Plus got the pen exposed
Countin` mad money and sheep, god damn
Take a look at the radio, shit soundin` shady, yo
Everything I`m hearin` is weak
We got them long biscuits, long clip shit
Run for the hills and re-charge your shit
Come back if you think that you are-are do-do-do-don!

[Chorus]

[Outro: woman]
The dopest, flyest, O.G., pimp, hustler
Gangsta, playa, hardcore muthafucka living today...



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