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Текст песни Ghostface Killah f Trife - Biscuits

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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]Yo... who the fuck brought me this chocolate shit, man?I said a banana nutriment, manYa`ll heard the fuck I said... I gave you.I wrote it on the fuckin` paper, manYa`ll muthafuckas always fuck around and forgettin` something and shitSmart dumb niggaz and shit, runnin` around here and shitYa`ll niggaz need to wisen up, man, yo..Fuck that special ed, shit[Ghostface Killah]I said Big O, hydro-face, pass me the sazone, it`s onThere go son, tap out the hash boneHalf moon, he rock, three`s fourth quarter lengthNo jewels, no rocks, it`s not worth the spotlightHis gun tool, was a half a hillThat`s a six digit slip behind five sticks, eatin` steel, fuck himWe gon` -- we gon` get our moneyIf he front, they gon` read about the rocks in his tummyMouth was red, socks was bloody, fuck all the talkin`Safety off and shit, crept out, "What up money? Freeze!"Don`t move, turn around, act like James BrownAnd get down! Get slapped with the put downWasn`t you the same clown? Uptown, yappin`I keep big Shirley on my side, so What`s Happenin`?Try eatin` these shells, they non fatteningAfter you digest gat, I`mma stomp you bastardsSo take that.. blaow, blaow! Ghost, he still breathingBlaow, blaow! Anything after that it don`t matterYour homies and your close relativesEven them nosy ass pigs`ll get splatteredIt`s the TH-EO-DORE, send me to Iraq I come back with don heatTeeth, less than a week, they be callin` meKeep with the fists, cuz I sure do cook when it`s beef[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]Yo, what up? Meet, these, O.G.`s, quote these andBaller` shit, long biscuitsFuck around, take all your shitCall your bluff, y`all faggots don`t want no beefGrind your teeth, and just, roll with it, don`t risk itFuck around, and be a statistic[Trife]Yo, yo, niggaz ask why I use my glockCuz it`s 2003, muthafucka, I refuse to boxI`m true to block, strip you for your shoes and socksRemove your watch, yo I`mma have to lose your topI`m from a place where chunkheads and zombies dwellAnd niggaz keep they heat blazin` like laundry wellsDon`t ever talk to a nigga like I`m one of your kidsCuz I`ll cock back the mag and pop one in your ribsSo homeboy, keep runnin` your jibs, I`mma run in your cribPistol whip you right in front of your wizMy nigga, that`s how it is, I get it, just how I liveCuz me without a gun, is like Queens without the bridgeClassic cut, this is how a O.G. liveLamp in village, and still get heard with no spinsThis is Trife Diesel, New York`s backbone, back homeBlack blown, it`s Theodore, nigga, fuck your wack stones[Chorus 2X][Outro: Ghostface Killah]That`s right, it`s real!It`s that muthafuckin` Theodore UnitNahwhatimean? Staten Island, live shit, y`allStraight up and down, nothin` but that cutthroat shitBlowin` niggaz back home, you know what I mean?I don`t give a fuck... we could take it thereWhatever, peace, we got him niggaYeah, now I`mma strangle it thereNo doubt, it`s real right now, muthafuckaYa`ll niggaz done done it, fuck y`all yeahI`mma get the fuck outta this booth

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