Ghetto(Album Version (Explicit)) feat. Raekwon,Cappadonna,U-God

歌詞

Hold it! Now you get out of here, I'm warning you (You bastards can't push us around, wanna fight?) I'll take you on [Raekwon] That nigga's twisted Stop playing with that clip man Close them fucking blinds too man, ya know what I'm saying? Yo Don my man, get out of the stove man Get away from the stove nigga Stop playing man, the fuck is you talking 'bout? I'm in the crib watching Larry King Live, the new Gucci's on Refrigerator, smoking some kush, this nigga's a lighter Swisher, becoming a roach, go get the glass ashtray Pour the glass of Crut, tap the bottle then toast Barrie took a sip for the cause, yeah my son Soon to be 3, tried to fill his bottle then run Then I got a collect call, heard niggas down the block is fighting Some nigga got, knifed up brawling Heard the kid was 19, Lil' Infinity too His father worked up at the dealer he loved boo They tried him for his Louis', son wasn't having it though Yeah, yeah my nigga, the color of glue Decided on a intervene, guess who tried to wild on me my nigga This is like out of the blue I'm in the Range stretch, jumped out, tucked the chain Proceded to talk to him, then you heard the heavy face slap Think I broke my wrist, now I'm at the hospital vexed Fucked up my writing hand, that's my check Now I wanna kill this lil' nigga true Only thing that stop my gun flaming cause he related to you [Ghostface] Who? He ain't related to me Just that I knew him for like 18 years until he violated, stealing my gear If my lil' homey, yo he eat anything for me Send him uptown, he get bagged, yo he never call me Come home and still blow cats for me Pump crack, stabbing all them hoodrat shorties A live gunslinger well known, born to dance When the heat is on, Stapleton days, shoot himself in the groin The gun went off, it looked like a flick When he fell to the floor, holding his nuts, screaming "God dammit Shit I put one in my balls, what the fuck y'all looking at me for? Call the police, do something Motherfuckers standing around, watch when I get better All hell's gonna be terror Death to you, you," he pointed at Red I said chill that's fam duke He put real work in that make you cute, fuck that But anyway son indeed, he stole two Polo rugbies Swore to his dead mother, I couldn't take it Yo Lord I knocked out his teeth Now he's rocking those false joints like everything's peace