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Magilla. Standing in the window, with a sign, "Yes, I * men, though" Interlude Ghostface Killah (Sheek Louch). Aiyo, Sheek (What up, dog?). Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up! Sheek Louch. Aiyo
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, I'm like a farmer when I'm playing the field. Just painting my seeds, in 20-06, it's time to build "Ghost is back. " - sample 4X Ghostface Killah. Yo, I cooked up the beef, seasoned up the meat
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), God is good. (Good) Everything is good, come on, let's go Ghostface Killah. Goose over ice cubes, pass the O. J. Two light skinned wizzes, want Ghost, on both ways. Come here, sit on my lap, it's
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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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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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(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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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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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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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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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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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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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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********, ****** ****, ******* and all. When me and Trife doing right together, got no choice. But give us ten, like we selling white together Left side, **** ****, right, black *******. Taking trips over seas, flipping packs for
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put the sun on the block. Is he crazy? Illuminate like the Son of God. And still pull up in the hooped out rented car With dust and **** on him, knock the neighborhood bully out. Take his gun and
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said, "Hi". I was quite stunned from the way she replied. Peace, nice to meet ya, sweetie call me Tony Starks. Ghost if you like ta, mind if invite ya. Over for some red wine, nice Barry White She
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. You asked me what I think about dude? I say * him. And this one bitch called me Fat Albert. The way my pockets had the mumps you know that Ghost is 'bout it. Then I asked these young ladies do
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old Ghost. She work for Kevin, she 'bout seventy seven. She paid her dues when she smoked. His brother in law at his bosses' wedding Flew to Venezuela quickly when the big fed stepped in. 3 o'clock
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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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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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of, hot raps and hot tracks. A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black. My culture, slides and attacks like a vulture. Ghostface and Madison Square is on your poster Yes, the * is raw, comin
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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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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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of, hot raps and hot tracks. A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black. My culture, slides and attacks like a vulture. Ghostface and Madison Square is on your poster Yes, the * is raw, comin
