Showing posts with label ghostface killah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghostface killah. Show all posts

Ghostface Killah - Wu Block Lyrics

Ghostface Killah - Wu Block Lyrics (Feat. Sheek Louch Styles P Jadakiss)

Let’s go!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Set this shit on fire! Here we go, here we go!
Sitting at the table legs crossed…
Mommy, her man is back, her lips is glossy,
..shades on darkest coffee,
They came in to stare, I’m like bitch get of me,
.. police get off me,
…I’ve been gone,
The money been flown, for months I’ve been thorn,
I buy a new whip, every time it get…
Motorcycle pipes are coming through…
I’m fucking this money, everyday no…
Down the.. Bobby B…

Chorus:
G block, move block,
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!

..the kid with the gorgeous…
..laying on the bill…
The eyes is moved out, the nose is…
..you can hear the splash.
…we do tips on it,
..the boys get ripped on it!
Head crack, red dice road, triple sixes,
Busted out, I pose low in the trenches,
I ain’t.. clothes in the kitchen
Little niggers, they don’t smell as my…
Disposable… imported from Panama
We rob niggers dressed up like grandma
We got slamish, testing one two, one two,
I say Chris star, you say crystal!
Anyway, even rich nigger
I don’t know! Get the fuck out of my face, you’re puffing on…

Chorus:
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!

For five it hollers, no … to swallow,
Mass on.. is that..
Ok, yeah they’re blowing the…
I let the whole clique go and I do it for…
I’m a warrior and I throw a grenade,
.. make sure the cash is heavy,
All these niggers is…
Yeah, sick brothers, pitiful lovers,
New diamonds on, New york nick colors,
..get rich from us,
Cuban links on, I’m a chef like…
I’m a dirty bastard like…
Getting around the world got a…
We’re like two blocks...
That’s new block!

Chorus:
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!
Wu, block, wu block!

Wu-Tang Clan - Meteor Hammer Lyrics

Wu-Tang Clan Ft. Ghostface Killah, Action Bronson & Termanology - Meteor Hammer Lyrics

i don’t touch that swine
i want that unnecessary beef
you smoke garbage buds
we smoke tons of keef
fishing, looking for that big-mouth bass
and flashing, jack your whole stash
in fashion, keep my goons lined
in an orderly fashion
it’s glossy with 500 horsies in the benz
tinted out to spend the night
you ain’t got angel funds is low, stack
your bitch been ho-jacked
still scoop her up, bring her home
and blow that, cause ghost be mostly
looking pretty toasty
front row at mayweather vs. mosley
with a bin laden bottle
a brazillian model
got the paparazzi jumping
like they hit the lotto
party hard, like i”m fresh
out of the cages
i rages like charlie sheen, i’m vacant

you drop your pants at your ankles
at the urinal at a ballgame
i’m on the stool getting brain
from a tall dame, cause i’m 5’8”
shorty like 6’2”
feed her coke, locked jaw
like a pitbull. i was born to rep
you f-cking with a hornet’s nest
old shooters in the corner like ?
young boys that be handling the rock
chris paul dish off, hammer in the sock
gold flakes in the gold schlager
the ammo green xj12, you know the old jaguar
got the burch wood lacing the interior
poppy bagels getting flavored out in syria
only the fonz, best laced plates
cheese that reach maturity, dick sucks from shannon doherty
take your temperature anally and orally
make a batch of home drizzle royally with oil

hopping out the rolly royce
rolls gold nouveau
diamond-studded shoes, so
flyest nigga you know
puerto rican version of scarface
f-ck with the god’s say
disrespect, piss in your broad’s face
chains stay chunky like oprah’s belly
got the purple and the brown:
peanut butter and jelly
when i step up in the spot with the rock
you’ll see the popular pop rappers
go in their pocket and pull out their wallet
when i click-clack, now get up on the ground
cause i onyx, pete rock, chuck d shut em down
you know term, i’m the kid with the ‘preme beats
butter pecan j lo, kid with the mean cheeks
boobies on my gold fronts, iced out note book
making volcanos in the kitchen when the coke cook
i rode around with all kinds of thugs
high on drugs, pissing out tiger blood

Ghostface Killah - Laced Cheeba Lyrics


Ghostface Killah ft. Sean Price & Trife Diesel - Laced Cheeba Lyrics

intro - talking:
"your kung fu is good!
your magic is good"
"that's why he waited!
my power had diminished
so he'll have to kill me"
"yes.. but.."
"your kung fu is still good
if you practice again"

[verse 1: ghostface killah]

fierce, i travel across seas on glaciers
4 shoguns that got fucked by geishas
still gracious, still able to twist out thoughts
just screw up your skin for swimming
with the sharks. broken ankle
fucking with the wallabee clogs
got them bitches still screaming my name
"waddup sean?" i'm a bone-crusher
i just lit your face like a dutch master
no more mixes - polar bears from alaska
with sharkskin air max's and igloos of ice
rocks clumped up like overcooked rice
you the reason why the game was sold
playing niggas, i come through and cease your ?
like mr. dash, i blast, i'm a menace like dennis
young ghost, in the bathroom a 6-month sentence
rehabilitated, back in the yard, flying heads
with barbed wires, stay tying niggas to beds

[verse 2: sean price]
everybody get paid
everybody get laid
all these bitches' dirty
everybody got aids
everybody get played
everybody get sprayed
everybody do what i say
everybody my maid
b, crack-sellin black felon
that clap "rat tat tat tat tat" melons
some thugs - one gun, one slug
shot-caller, like "yo let me speak to young mugs"
listen, it's mandela par
i grab wack emcees, i smack em hella-hard
i kill niggas with the birdy click banger
my wu-tang niggas call me the 36th chamber
living room, everyone spirit you rap dudes
smacked off their skateboard for not paying rap dues
call me the gatekeeper
break heaters on your face, smoke laced cheeba

[verse 3: trife diesel]
she want a thug, not the lawyer-type
a boy employed to promote and write
sort of like an ill de la hoya fight
i'm eating good, enjoying life
flawless ice, with the bag of flawless white
with little strings attached, pull this might
toy with my s550 with the raw pipe
peeling off like snakeskin
watch the coca bite
good for price, success story
going jet for me, you rep ?
that's why your cassette's corny
your money too short for long convo
you in the game hurting, tryna play
rajon rondo. millionaire swag
keep your boys ensemble
prince akeem, coming to america, etc
whoever said the kite is a messenger
cause i think like the man behind a register
quick to pull the toaster out
stomp, choke em out. we over here
counting bread, what you loaf about?