Текст песни Buck 50 - Method Man , Ghostface Killah
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Who
on
this?
The
Fenon,
them
niggas
can't
live
Who
on
this?
We
ain't
got
shit,
Summin
Gotz
ta
Give
Y'll
done
flipped
y'all
wig,
blacked
out
the
kid
Die
and
live
for
my
nigs
and
my
bad
ass
kids
Freeze
[sniff],
lookin
at
your
ice
like
PLEASE
Plottin
on
the
mouse
trap,
about
to
snatch
the
cheese
I
heard
y'all
kids
is
'bout
that,
psycho
therapy
Fuckin,
where
the
cow
chat?
Blue
till
they
bury
me
Never
tell
a
lie,
like
George
with
the
cherry
tree
Now
it's
cherry
pie,
if
it's
not
BROKE,
let
it
be
Ain't
nuttin
nice
in,
New
York,
stick
ya
for
ya
cake
and
ya
icin
All
that
tough
talk
don't
mean
nuttin
when
ya
up
north
So
keep
them
hands
where
I
can
see
them
like
ya
want
freedom
You
know
that
sayin,
if
ya
can't
join
'em
Beat
'em
and
push
ya
way
in
We
ain't
acrobats
but
we
flip
on
occasion
Pick
the
Pace
up,
past
snaggin,
throw
your
waist
up
Niggas
writin
slum
juice
with
Jacob,
FOOL
You're
like
DUDE,
I
don't
like
your
fuckin
attitude
Frontin
on
my
Clan
from
Shao',
we
ain't
mad
at
you
Yo,
Starks
dippin
cheesy
face,
meesly
pace
Ghostface,
jump
out
the
window
for
a
little
taste
Droopy
luck,
my
main
bitches
call
me
lazy
Educated
birds
say,
"Ghost,
you're
so
crazy"
Cappa
slide
thru
with
the
Ghost
Post
up
like
paint
on
walls
Drip
jew-els,
big
heat
ruffle
inside
the
bubble-goose
It's
the
odd
couple,
holo-points
follow
you
home
in
Staten
Island
Playin
with
the
big
toys
that
make
noise
Echo
in
the
hall,
a
scared
voice
Niggas
start
to
act
choice,
but
Dunkin
'hinds
Didn't
know
Betty
Crocker
had
them
two
nines
Made
the
club
moist,
shattered
the
windows
Dust
heads
runnin,
the
black
kingpin
buzz
the
Black
Jesus
Yo,
the
words
you
talk
better
be
the
words
you
walk
Body
you
in
the
van
while
the
nurse
is
off
Put
your
vein
out,
watch
me
insert
the
dart
Till
it
bleeds
from
Bricks
to
the
Persian
Gulf
Light
curcuits
off,
thirty-third
if
my
brain
is
off
That
explains
why
my
language
off
My
gun
aim
and
cough,
y'all
ain't
trained
to
brawl
Y'all
more
like
them
training
bras
Wet
behind
the
ear,
you're
not
prepared
For
the
project
flow,
with
extra
stares
I
pass
out
a
vest
to
wear
(bullets'll
fly)
Yo,
a
hard
wire,
startin
bonfires
Pullin
mask,
so
you
know
it's
me
Your
weave
got
more
seeds
than
ODB
Can't
smoke
wit'cha,
watch
Ghost
tie
rope
to
ya
Def
and
Wu
will
open
ya
Your
shit
lice
Baby
shake
your
shit
'fore
your
shit
lice
Get
rich
like...
Word,
it's
me
y'all
We
in
two
sixes,
flirtin
with
bitches
Dime
plush,
takin
pictures
"How
you
doin
baby,
my
name's
Ghost
Don't
get
caught
up
in
my
chains
or
the
way
that
I
speak"
Seek
intelligence,
slickest
nigga
doin
it
since
Grease
Check
out
the
greys
on
the
side
of
my
waves,
my
crew
doze
on
Riker's
Island
Stretched
out,
malled
up
in
the
cage
Pull
a?
out
on
Jimmy
Jam,
shakes
Space
Jam
Silky
texture,
Jordan
jumped
up
like
Clyde
Drexler
All
up
in
the
parrot,
nose
numb,
real
as
they
come
Biggie's
Versacis,
Snow
White
rabbit
Hands
is
like
photographic
magic
Funeral
love,
boohoo
when
we
hug,
don't
make
it
a
habit
Hit
the
gym
in
two
weeks,
my
back
all
chisseled
Elbows
unique
now,
meet
the
new
me
Ghetto
fabulous,
Tony
Atlas
Zulu
Nation
in
the
80's,
in
front
of
Masey's
I
start
my
own
Chapters
Tyco,
Nike
glow,
velvet
pose
Special
effects,
high-tech
armors,
murk
you
after
shows
Supercalifragilisticexbealidosious
Ghost'll
hollar
exbefragilisticcalisuper
Cancoon,
catch
me
in
the
room
eatin
group
up
Shoe
fly
shoe,
Wally
dark
Clark
crew
Fuck
y'all
wan'
do?
Crack
a
brew,
smoke
an
L
or
two
And
flip
like,
yellin
for
the
whole
click,
it's
sick
like
The
way
yo'
stank
bitch
eat
a
dick
like
Baby
shake
yo'
shit,
hold
yo'
dick
like
Gettin
rich
like.
1 Double Dueces
2 Uh Huh (remix) (Produced by J-Love)
3 Protect Ya Neck
4 Wu Tang Ain't Nuthin to Fuck Wit
5 Mr. Sandman
6 All I Need (LP version)
7 All I Need (Razor Sharp mix)
8 All I Need (Bad Boy mix)
9 Shadowboxin'
10 Buck 50
11 Ya'll Been Warned
12 Fast Shadow
13 Dirty & Stinkin
14 A Bitch Is a Bitch
15 Ice Cream Man
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