歌詞
Biscuits - Ghostface Killah
Yo who the f**k brought
Me this chocolate sh*t man
I said a banana nutriment man
Ya'll heard the f**k I said I gave you
I wrote it on the f**kin' paper man
Ya'll muthaf**kas always f**k around
And forgettin' something and sh*t
Smart dumb niggaz and sh*t
Runnin' around here and sh*t
Ya'll niggaz need to wisen up man yo
F**k that special ed sh*t
I said Big O hydro face
Pass me the sazone it's on
There go son tap out the hash bone
Half moon he rock
Three's fourth quarter length
No jewels no rocks it's
Not worth the spotlight
His gun tool was a half a hill
That's a six digit slip behind
Five sticks eatin' steel f**k him
We gon' we gon' get our money
If he front they gon' read
About the rocks in his tummy
Mouth was red socks was
Bloody f**k all the talkin
Safety off and sh*t crept out
What up money Freeze
Don't move turn around
Act like James Brown
And get down Get slapped
With the put down
Wasn't you the same
Clown Uptown yappin
I keep big Shirley on
My side so What's Happenin
Try eatin' these shells
They non fattening
After you digest gat
I'mma stomp you bastards
So take that blaow blaow
Ghost he still breathing
Blaow blaow Anything
After that it don't matter
Your homies and your
Close relatives
Even them nosy a**
Pigs'll get splattered
It's the TH EO DORE send me to
Iraq I come back with don heat
Teeth less than a week
They be callin' me
Keep with the fists cuz
I sure do cook when it's beef
Yo what up Meet these
O G 's quote these and
Baller' sh*t long biscuits
F**k around take all your sh*t
Call your bluff y'all faggots
Don't want no beef
Grind your teeth and just
Roll with it don't risk it
F**k around and be a statistic
Yo yo niggaz ask why
I use my glock
Cuz it's 2003 muthaf**ka
I refuse to box
I'm true to block strip
You for your shoes and socks
Remove your watch yo
I'mma have to lose your top
I'm from a place where
Chunkheads and zombies dwell
And niggaz keep they heat
Blazin' like laundry wells
Don't ever talk to a ni**a
Like I'm one of your kids
Cuz I'll cock back the mag
And pop one in your ribs
So homeboy keep runnin
Your jibs I'mma run in your crib
Pistol whip you right in
Front of your wiz
My ni**a that's how it is
I get it just how I live
Cuz me without a gun is
Like Queens without the bridge
Classic cut this is how a O G live
Lamp in village and still
Get heard with no spins
This is Trife Diesel New York's
Backbone back home
Black blown it's Theodore
Ni**a f**k your wack stones
Yo what up Meet these
O G 's quote these and
Baller' sh*t long biscuits
F**k around take all your sh*t
Call your bluff y'all
Faggots don't want no beef
Grind your teeth and
Just roll with it don't risk it
F**k around and be a statistic
Yo what up Meet these
O G 's quote these and
Baller' sh*t long biscuits
F**k around take all your sh*t
Call your bluff y'all
Faggots don't want no beef
Grind your teeth and just
Roll with it don't risk it
F**k around and be a statistic
Blowin' niggaz back home
You know what I mean
I don't give a f**k we could take it there
Whatever peace we got him ni**a
Yeah now I'mma strangle it there
No doubt it's real right now muthaf**ka
Ya'll niggaz done done it f**k y'all yeah
I'mma get the f**k outta this booth
