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[**feat. Ghostface
~Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)~]
Come here, pussy, hard ass nigga
Yo, where them Levi's that I on ya bunk, nigga?
Don't on the side of this bunk no more, man, for real
You see them Rae and Ghost flicks there, nigga?
touch them shits, nigga
Word up, I'ma break chains on ya ass, nigga
(Aiyo, Bundy, make you crack cell number five, fifteen minutes early)
{Bundy: Yeah, yo, I got you, you want of these donuts?}
(Nah, I'm good, just make you handle my man right, one.)
(Ghostface Killah)
We up at three mart, blowing, little dust to the branch up
The watch she had was Bulgari, golden, Spanish kid let him it
He said he hit him three cartons of menthol, the kid let him roll with it
(The face had snow in it, the bass in his
Now he's acting like he ain't and po' in it)
Crock pots are steaming, Jasmine and Jack Mack
With cornflake batter, cold in here
10: 45 we in, pull out the headphones, jump in the bunk
(The tunes is knocking) Knowing all my is clocking
Two C.O.'s is on the cat (Yo, Spoons, what's popping?)
Yo, it ain't nothing, baby, you
Yeah, I'm getting that rest, you know that G.E.D. shit with the
(True, guess that's it do
But on the low I got two big gem stars I'm to you
Matter of fact they gon' in ya food
All you do is push the out the way, then you get up and move
Go to sleep, nigga, go 'head and rest, finish my count
I'ma set you out, my dude, one)
[Chorus:
Mop magic, mess hall murder's the best
Come through the yard, getting fed burgers
Testing anything bling
Fresh sneakers, we the teachers
True, me move in the cling
(Ghostface Killah)
Six A.M., the unlock
Horn the child, I'm half sleep, yo, the pots
I see the ice grills, bum niggaz talking to me
With coal in they eye, I can't finish my
(Under the grits, two of steel)
Then Spoon had left, we got guns though, we to chill
Big walked in, him and Seville
(With blood in they eyes, early bird like ready to kill)
[Repeat (2x)