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作词 : Dennis Coles/Walbert Dale |
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作曲 : Danny Caiazzo |
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Intro: Ghostface Killah |
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Yo, yeah |
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Verse 1: Ghostface Killah |
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You can get clapped in the deadly hall |
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Where the killers skate off in the clean G Wagen, all gray |
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Chain swingin', the god-gods was tried for 'meanors |
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Gucci, last thing they seen hittin' the cement |
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The fxxk y'all standing around for |
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Watch my reels, I make scripts off strips like, "Hold on, strip" |
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I don't care what he say, how many guns he got |
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Just ask your mans about my flicks |
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Movies, gruesome, bombs, we boofed it |
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Rikers Island, that phone got bodies on it, true sh1t |
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A click, two sticks, it'll cost you, baby |
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That's two pin joints if I lost you, baby |
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Yeah, I'm back, we can go bar for bar |
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Tie hands together with the aux, go scar for scar |
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Go 'head and act up, injuries gon' add up |
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Walkin' out the ER like a mummy, all wrapped up |
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Come on board, shooters, we hirin' |
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Scarface bald head n1ggas, we admire them |
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Rumor has it a lot of frauds got flaws on 'em |
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See a lot of Madea in n1ggas, wrong drawers on 'em |
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Chorus: Solomon Childs |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked (Right) |
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Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) |
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Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) |
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And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr) |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke |
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Verse 2: Ghostface Killah |
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I held 'em up like a pair of crutches |
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Had 'em all in a jam like I ran with Smuckers |
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Cops, sirens, paparazzis over hot bodies |
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Headshots in the Maserati |
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Don't wrap that n1gga, no Polo sheets |
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Keep it discrete, I told that n1gga he'd be dead in a week |
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His b1tch told me where he rest, where he keep his cheese |
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He got a stashbox in the wheel in both his V's |
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I got forty-seven ******* connects out in Monaco |
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Top of the line, these coke chefs made the honor roll |
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And that's the reason I don't fxxk with ******s |
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Twenty-one guns that go savage |
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Seventy nuns that tote smoke in the old baggage |
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Whatever I see, I grab it |
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You get the message like it's all in a tablet |
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You straight b1tch like Tiff Haddish |
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Hustle grands like Tip Harris |
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The whole hood drop like a miscarriage |
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Chorus: Solomon Childs |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked (Right) |
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Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) |
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Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) |
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And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr) |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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Many legs I broke, many necks I choked |
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And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr) |
