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Stand up

アーティスト:Ghostface Killah 

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Be friends wit'cha gram! I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight Hey you, blow your whistle Now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah) Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Tune my voice out, tune my mic out Yo, this is how we rock This is how we rock This is how we rock, rock Hey you, blow your whistle Yeah, we in the joint yo We in the joint Hey yo, hey, yeah, scream Hey now, I want all you brothers and sisters to stand up (Ah shit!) I want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight (Stand up, yeah) Brothers and sisters, if you know you've got your thing together (Put your motherfuckin' hand in the air) I want you to stand on up! Now I got something to tell ya (Swing it from left to right) I'll tell you, now that I think about it (Yeah) And now I wanna tell ya how to get your thing together (Play with this, you can't play with this) Come on now, get a groove going (Uh) Yeah Hey you, blow your whistle Yo, yo, yo Yo tony, what up? Heard your dick was good You should know, yo I fucked you on the side of my hood Never that dog From where you can never hit it Throw a razor in my mouth on the low And suck ya dick wit' it The world famous, priceless, still stainless dick Pray over this, scoped ya love, nameless Heavyweight dick in ya jaw Good lickin' fom ya lips, now baby girl throw the song Yo, yo, yo Aye yo Tony, you phoney We both signed to Sony But for half ya pub, ride that dick like a Pony, what Yeah, what, put your money on my dick Girls, all eyes on my dick Yo, yo, yo Cats fatigued out, thinkin' they armies My crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee? Who bang?, be'More and Wu Tang, new thang Mad at how we do thangs, RZA cop me two fangs Official, now I bite through gristle Gold teeth style in from Philly to Stanton Island While in the meantime, spit mean lines Fuck clean rhymes, like mine's grimmy Like my niggas be Picture me, coming off soft Y'all just cough up shit, I swallow rhymes Makin' bitches swallow 9's, re-define This rap shit, make my shit a classic Like Bethoven, stay posin' For the camera, stamina Like a crackhead, and crackheads are amateurs You try me, no in-between like why to Z Pick brains like labotomies Still thoughts to charts of Billboard's Throw pour ill spores, leave niggsa stiff like still-born's I want all you brothers and


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