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[Ghostface
Aiyyo, turn those lights while I'm recording!
Matter y'all niggaz get the fuck out the room, G!
Straight up! Sipping on that Budweiser!
Nah'mean yo.. what? you too nigga!
'Kind of you got on motherfucker, Capris?!
Bitch ass nigga, go get ya done!
Eat a nigga!

1]
Catch me in the drop
Old Mercedes with a brand new baby glock
Right from my sock with two bodies on it
Capricorn,
Lost so much blood, these bitch in they periods
They say I be the role, like 'Pac in Juice
And only fuck with fly bitches that get fly and
And they ears be chandelliers, lit up a lamp, Who cares?!
They cooch is fierce, the thing loose is hairs
Thats right y'all, if a rap nigga say my name I'm a y'all
Fuck a state, light
My status, irrelevant
My man got the big rap sheet that's two elephants
Jumbo shits New Orleans
and Pimps that bit off Fiends
Quick, switch with the hands, Powder blue is dyed, Vanilla bally's is mean
Kid, none of y'all fuck with my team, Uh!

Trife Da God]
Aiyyo we the niggaz holdin heat on the street corners
Sic the on you, turning mothers to morners
Money launderers, neighborhood coroners, bodies in bags
Tango with Cash, Cocaine jacks
"Kings of the Hill", out to blow propane gas
the raw, Theodore, We got the game on smash
'Cause we cut from the same
Big guns to bang off
Slide off the cables and take the off!

2]
We hold the weight of four
Jelly'd uptown in them beat rented cars
mad wetting 'em
Milk cash, tecks, hood rats, sexin 'em
Paris crew, dudes, please!, I was reppin 'em
Niggaz couldn't through (word)
Thats the block was like wallpaper, loved sticking niggaz like crazy glue
happened, God forbid don't be around!
The Bag Lady murk you and let off in the next town!
She struck two times, get caught, good luck blood, it ain't no
Blow a hockey puck hole in the of your spine
She put two cut up mirrors in the of your eyes
So when the cops look they see theyselves, all gonna die
Its the tale of the crips and bloods, pimps and
Get face bashed in on the concrete rug
on note I'm a say peace!
Theodore! Word to Darryl teeth!

3]
Yo, Ayo I'll break every bone in wrist
you in the back of your head on the block while you holding your dick
My semi, call it the crouching tiger
A hundred bowls of Total is trash, my lead eat through fibers
your potato like Arriada
On the day of your people had candles but couldnt find no lighter
Fuck marrow! fuck your hood!
You a street legend like me!
Blake Carrington holding the
I muffle up like meineke
and write a thousand bar that all rhymes with "eat"
Jewel theif, bangles, in the vault deep
And cruisin desserts mad heavy salt treats
Im the in Bush's mouth, nasty
Afghanistan missions, gun training in the fatigues
niggaz off by the Red Sea
And did it all for Ghost, on caffeine!