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Ghostface Killah The Big Doe Rehab Shakey Dog Starring Lolita [Ghostface Killah] I had my eyes squinched up tryin' to get through the fog Pullin' up mad slow blunted, passin' police cars I saw one two three bodies Blood mixed with the rain ran through the gutter That's the work of a tommy But then I heard it was the work of a mami Spanish chick bad, about five six, long hair, red Jag Kinda bowlegged, Chanel sweatpants, she thick She love her some pussy, don't really give a f**k about dick That's when I got the call, yo Tone come to the shop Some fire jumped, chill I'm about to pull in the lot Lowered the tunes, pulled the Benz keys out the ignition Brushed the ashes off my blazer then finished my Guinness So then I walked in, seen the God shufflin' cards Spades game, it's goin' down, he lost a couple of yards Peace Lord, how your physical? [Raekwon] He upstate miserable Stressed, doin' a thousand sets But yo check the visuals I'm at this hotel in Queens Me and Charene getting' slow necked That's live, I couldn't finish the bean Gotta a phone call, seen the whole bitch face fall Dope fiend look like the bitch swallowed an eight ball They talkin' about killin' ya man's and them That kid from Staten, his jewels is tough, his robes is satin Yo that's my heart Tone; yea yea he killed the captain What nationality nigga? The kid was Latin It happened uptown, broad day, right in Manhattan I was shoppin' with my home girl, Leona with acne? But you know what, Flaco meets Lolita Flew in, she from Medayeen, he deaded her uncle over them seventeen bricks Niggas ain't slick, niggas is dicks Y'all got beef for life now cause that bitch is a trick [Ghostface Killah] Ay yo f**k that, close the gate [Raekwon] And lower the shade Then a shot popped off [Ghostface Killah] Hit lil' bro in his fade And then I see him dropped his clippers [Raekwon] He dipped with the quickness It was Lolita black down yo [Ghostface Killah] With four other bitches He had a nasty hammer, fat ass [Raekwon] Her tits was bananas Yo the clip was ninety shot [Ghostface Killah] She lit up the cameras So then I bugged out, ran up the steps [Raekwon] Yo I got hit in the leg [Ghostface Killah] He shot back, hit one bitch in her breast Under the pinball game aimin' [Raekwon] It's foggy and rainin' [Ghostface Killah] My jewels is clangin' [Raekwon] Yo Tone tuck your chain in She shootin' like she wanted a payment Throwin' bullets like Joe Nameth, yellin' [Ghostface Killah] Yo it's all entertainment Where y'all girls at? Where ya'll pussies at? Thought y'all bang on Gaten Island? I killed three things on Staten Island [Guns firing] Take that! You f**kin' with me huh?! That's all you got babyyyyyy? Hold that! Motherf**kaaaaa! Yea! You on Staten Island now nigga! [Ghostface Killah] Now where the f**k is your brain at now ho? You f**kin' with me, brains is all over the wall like Velcro I f**k your pussy while you die slow Wake up! You cock suckin' ass maricon That's what you get for killin' Frankie [Police loudspeaker] Tony Starks, Tony Starks drop you weapons now Put your weapons down or we will shoot Ay yo Rae I got this I ain't surrenderin', they gon hang me You know what it do, yo I love you Say peace to my kids, say peace to my wiz I ain't goin' to jail F**k it's on G, let's get...F**K Y'ALL NIGGAS! |
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