[intro: (ghostface killah)] Generals on deck, up, son? (yeah, yeah, yeah... on!) this (library shit) (rock the belt, uh-huh, you know what it is) They and support us (I ain't goin' out) (uh-huh!)
[ghostface Eh-yo! Stark edition, rock The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a Slick taste of lace, I done new york city The went poppin' when he tried to dip me Balled out in bingo halls, reported skiied out in duty Judge judy, big groupie bitch me, beigen rush cuffies Blast the last uzi, ship me to africa, right? I rubies Due to the night up on my I threw the shotti in the glass so I have a double bash pass, couples, teamed with the knuckle clash, fast Rain, hail, snow, sleet, still that ass Uppercut, bad, you in the grass out and ya faggot-ass man hauled ass Slammed in the g-y-m, g-y-n' Love in the hood, fucked bitches, all their friends So, yo...
[chorus: killah (sung)] Party people, you're the reason we're 'cause we love the and our music is projects So, so, yo, hello! makin' sure still there On stage tonight be the almighty theodore click
Yeah! yeah... yo! I'm a little dude but I hold the size of europe Y'all niggas is sweet like pancakes with syrup y'all put up, I double that Stapleton is I hustle at, 2-12 is where I bubble at Yeah, I'm talkin' money-wise, you funny I'm quick to you up like eggs that's cooked sunny-side me at the honey hive, runnin' the strip Gun on the hip, posted for hours, slingin' dope and Culture power, throwin' nitros, lettin' the pipes Got remote control cars and they're not by tyco the theodore, drunk off smirnoff Bit ya ear off, therefore, the drama is I'm here for From the block to the I for those, locked in the cage 'til I'm dropped in the graves, every line I spit, is like a, shot from the accordingly, even when I'm actin' disorderly
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Who you See? yo! I'm a don, dead form, upon ezekials To the generals in my click, there'll be no Them hot crease, the vultures'll feast you The loved ones will shiest you, gorillas will you Just served walkin' up the block yawnin' Late game, damn, forgot I got a warrant Got in, down, then start snorin' P-o kickin' ya door in, 4 in the You my lane-lane like john stockton With the uttermost disrespect just like, hopkins Simply, it's pc the verse See we be peoples later, in business, money comes first (first)