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Ghostface Killah

Genres: Hip-Hop

My Guitar Lyrics - Ghostface Killah

[Intro: Ghostface Killah *talking to himself*] 

Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na---, man 

Yo these niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit 

Talkin' bout I was sayin' this and that in the '30's 

Niggaz gettin' whole shit twisted, like...) 

Where them niggaz at? Them niggaz though be and stay on the block, over here? 

(Yeah, son, them niggaz... I don't know man...) 

Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Yo... (yo, who that?) 

Yo, it's Tone! Open the f**kin' door 

Tell that nigga (bitch) -- tell that nigga Jack to come out... 

Where Jack at? Jack!... 

 

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[Ghostface Killah] 

So you said what, now? You got the whole shit twisted 

That was the other day, pa, you just like them bitches 

Faggot ass niggaz, stay bumpin' they gums 

Tell me why you were dirtyin' cops out, you never run 

Are you holdin' something in? That the hood don't know 

'cause if you are, get to truckin', bitch, 'cause you gotta go 

It's not a threat, it's a promise, I tell you, don't make your mamma feel it 

You'll be rockin' a toe ring in the morgue, give problems to revealin' 

 

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah] 

Ya'll niggaz kill me and ya'll, ya'll know ya'll booty 

So please get your punk ass off the street 

Please, please, do it for your family 

Don't be stupid, don't make me use it 

No, lord, 'cause you can't sell here, anymore... 

 

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[Ghostface Killah] 

Did you think I was playin'? When I told you before 

You can't come back here, open you up like a pap smear 

Actin' like you ain't got fear, nigga you get popped here! 

Matter fact, I'm a street doctor, take the shot here! 

Blaow, yo, I didn't smile, so, take off your jewelry, now then 

So what you leg is bleedin' here, put this in your mouth and 

Chew on the barrel of love, get lost in "lead-you" town 

You look thirsty, I should of wet you down 

But not now, you hear those sirens cryin' 

Climbin', tryin' to Save Private Ryan 

Bitch, nigga on the floor for lyin' and he whinin' 

Diming on niggaz, minin' your business 

Perfect timin' for findin' bullshit sliders 

Swine and sisters, he a wack nigga 

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