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Intro Ghostface Killah (Mr. Maygreen). Aiyo, what up party people (Yeah, my name's on the guest list). This is the Wallabee kingpin in the building (As Mr. Maygreen. good evening. ). Right
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Intro Ghostface Killah. Uh-huh Ghostface Killah. Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military. Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day. Groundhog Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
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friend talking to Ghostface. Hey yo man, what's the deal fam (yo yo). Yo stay on top of that nigga when you gettin your cut G. That nigga just fuckin zeked me (damn son). Look what he did to my
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Chorus Ghostface Killah. Bleed just like us, believe my pipe bust. If he holdin the right amount of cheese I might rush the spot. Up early in the mornin, kick the door in, wave the 4 an'. (*) the
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Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga). You ain't hungry. Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym. Get out of my ring, you disgust me Ghostface Killah. Godzilla bankroll. Stones from Stilion. Yo
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This is why the World Series of Poker. Is decided over a no limit poker tournament. Players, pro's even, can't handle the pressure of the game. They consider no limit the only pure game left We got
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Intro Ghostface Killah (Tracy Morgan). Listen, man, it's going on 2007, g. I wanna wish ya'll muthafuckas a happy New Year. (New Year, let's give it up) How your 2006 was son?. (Go and get up
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. . Ghostface Killah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet. And these * little faggots don't believe it's Ghost. Well, surprise mothafucka, Starkey Love got
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(Shizzle) dem want it all in. Hear girls ballin, all night. Hear girls callin (You know) dem want it all in. Hear girls ballin, all night Verse 2 Ghostface Killah. Yo! It's about that time for me to go
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calling my name. But I don't hear a word they say. . Ghostface Killah. It was him, the cornerstore and a buttered roll. The * dropped when I gave him two stomach holes. One to the face, he fell
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Ghostface Killah. Aiyyo, turn those lights down while I'm recording!. Matter 'fact y'all niggaz get the * out the room, G!. Straight up! Sipping on that bullshit Budweiser!. Nah'mean yo. what
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Intro Ghostface Killah. Oh *, look at them, they running on foot. They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone *. Oh *. and them niggaz stuck together. On some Siamese *. yo
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You out there, on now. Sorry, that's word, I'm not the herb. Understand what I'm saying. It's the hardcore. Set it off, rusty, low down. Following me, it be the God. Whatever, whatever. God all
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kinda hard being G O D. If he owe Trife, he owe me. Load up the **** *******, M I A, call that the jack town Tell ****** I'm on my way, coming back down. Miguel, Mr. Sanchez, it's a wrap, now
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, laid a cop down. Any of ya **** want beef, I will stop clowns. I got a bad ox' fifth, now how the **** sound? Jeans, hoods, guns **** Aiyo, what up S. G. ? Aiyo, what's poppin' my ****. I'm just oil
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for mic fights. (And plus the cold war) This rhyme you digest through the RZA console. Ask why I slam, non-diagram pole. Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame. Golden Arms is bronze
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Ghostface Killah. Yo, yo. Telekinesis, I'm purifying these D speeches. While I'm crying, I clean the feet of the sweet Jesus. Dreams, visions get blurry of the Elohim, it's light. It's known to tear retinas
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D. r. e. a. m. - Miley Cyrus, Ghostface Killah. You're in my bed uninvited. It's fine 'cause I'm in the mood. Hope you don't mind if I spike it. We'll drink it, just me and you. Pre-Chorus Miley
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ghostface hey, yo that's soul right there don't touch that radio. kid * you. g what'd u just say?. kid shut the * up. g come on before i beat your little ass you little sucker. kid get
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Intro Ghostface Killah (sample). (What did I do? Was the thing so bad?) It's like. Yo, there ain't too many people I would die for. That I would lay down for, you heard. It's like my family, my
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for mic fights. (And plus the cold war) This rhyme you digest through the RZA console. Ask why I slam, non-diagram pole. Raekwon dropped the bomb, Hunchback, Norte Dame. Golden Arms is bronze
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him shot gun. He lucky, I ain't stop, copped the shotgun. Killah type cat, you better be glad, I'm not one. Had a couple stars up in my sky. She was my moon and my sunshine. Dude ain't even fly, he
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We are the G, O-D's. And we came to rock, the spot. Like Ironman Starks. They be the illest MC's, in the world today. Cappa Raekwon and the R-Z-A. So listen to them clear, and put the box right
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