Текст песни Rec-Room Therapy - Raekwon , Ghostface Killah , U‐God
Ight,
now,
this
is
how
we
gon′
do
this
shit
You
know
what
I'm
saying?
Niggaz
wasn′t
out
in
the
streets
back
then
When
was
doing
this
shit
son,
you
know
what
I
mean?
Yeah,
check
the
story
I
done
flushed
bags
of
powder
down
project
toilets
You
could
of
found
of
me
on
the
steps
dusted,
unable
to
call
it
Jums
in
my
pocket,
the
rental
was
stolen,
tapping
pockets
On
the
local
drug
dealers,
just
to
see
what
they
holding
I
know,
niggaz
with
crack
viles
stuck
to
they
colon
The
acid,
done
bubbled
up,
now
they
stomach's
is
swollen
That
just,
life
in
the
hood,
surrounded
class,
who
we
bag
in
our
stash
The
ultraviolet
haze,
we
hit
it
and
pass
We
toast
to
the
Ghost
of
old
days,
yeah,
old
ager
hump
We
rap
renegades,
must
stay
paid
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Big
fluffed
out
gooses
on,
Stan
Smiths
The
housing
cops
can
suck
our
dicks,
we
jumping
out
Of
convertible
matchbox
shit,
next
drip
inhaling
Chilling,
my
throat
frozen,
my
orange
brick
Bottles
of
Cru,
bitches
with
Baby
Phats,
they
swinging
ax
They
singing,
you
still
blinging,
daddy,
now
bring
it
back
The
smokest
rap
niggas,
honey,
I'mma
need
a
match
To
bust
the
game
wide
open,
I′mma
need
an
axe
I
juggle
this,
practice,
smuggle
heroin
in
the
cactus
Keep
a
hood,
I
still
go
and
fuck
a
fat
bitch
Actress,
slinging
the
backs
of
five
Cleopatra′s
A
cocaine
Chef,
I
stretch
money
like
elastic
Nigga,
my
raps
is
bigger,
dynamics
with
the
muscle
advantage
Jake
Cutler
on
dust,
when
I
blam
shit
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Yo,
we
been
bagging
since
eighteen,
kid,
polo
rugs
on
with
gloves
on
Rented
cars,
fronting
on
winning
broads
Gum
slow,
half
moon,
leather
pants,
Avia
days
Keep
your
hands
off
my
blunt
and
my
waves
Benetton,
Superman
bomb,
everybody
in
the
lobby,
we
clapping
Hats
on,
protecting
your
moms,
you
know
how
we
play
Spray
something
down
if
the
team
say
It's
on,
I
dedicate
my
lines
to
the
PJ′s
Triple
beams,
Pyrex
jars,
smoking
nickle
weeds
All
we
did
is
look
mad
fly,
icicle
rings
Whatever
homeboy,
you
want
it,
you
could
get
your
receipt
A
little
closer,
you
can
sense
we
got
heat
It's
only
me
plus
four
other
ill
gangstas
We
all
anxious
to
blow
up
your
block
and
spank
shit
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
I′m
down
for
the
get
down,
hit
the
town,
sick
the
bloodhounds
on
'em
I
rip
clowns,
I
flip
pounds,
I
spit
rounds
I′m
on
the
prowl,
my
stomach
growl,
crushed
by
the
crowd
Rush
through
Loud
Records,
drop
mushroom
clouds
I'm
not
a
rapper,
I'm
spellbound,
I
melt
down
your
G-Force
With
heat
walks,
free
falling
to
a
better
money,
bet
he′s
hungry
Spread
the
honey,
big
head
inside
the
Humvee
Mix
lead
inside
my
lungies,
spend
bread
on
my
Dungarees
And
such
and
such,
Ghost
plugged
me
with
this
slut
Please,
don′t
hug
me,
bug
me,
I'm
ugly
when
I
fuck
I′m
hard
like
a
jungle
hunter,
bust
off
in
Heather
Double
cross
me,
lift
your
boss
off
your
feet,
'course
he′s
feather
Whatever,
whatever,
he
cried
independence
Tennis
players
get
fried,
playing
both
sides
of
the
ends
Keep
your
eyes
on
your
friends,
'cuz
they
spy
for
the
feds
Watch
me
rise
from
the
dead,
I
got
ties
with
the
dreads
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
Get
money
(Get
money)
Get
money,
Ghost
(Get
money)
1 The Prayer
2 At the Cabana Skit
3 Toney Sigel a.k.a. The Barrel Brothers
4 Yolanda's House
5 Toney Sigel a.k.A. The Barrel Brothers
6 We Celebrate
7 Walk Around
8 Yolanda's House
9 Yapp City
10 Yapp City
11 We Celebrate
12 White Linen Affair (Toney Awards)
13 Supa GFK
14 Rec-Room Therapy
15 I'll Die for You
16 White Linen Affair (Toney Awards)
17 Paisley Darts
18 Paisley Darts
19 Shakey Dog Starring Lolita
20 Rec-Room Therapy
21 !
22 Killa Lipstick
23 Killa Lipstick
24 Slow Down
25 Slow Down
26 Shakey Dog Starring Lolita
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