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Dogs Of War

アーティスト:Ghostface Killah  アルバム:Fishscale  作詞:BAILEY TOM/COLES DENNIS/HILL DARRYL ROBERT  作曲:BAILEY TOM/COLES DENNIS/HILL DARRYL ROBERT 

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[Intro - Ghostface Killah (movie sample)] Just keep away (just keep away Go on, it's not your fight!) It's not yours nigga, fall back I'm about to blow something out here Straight up, yeah, this is a family thing We gon' handle our business and shit These muthafuckas know not to come around here like that This is real shit, real talk Four different niggaz with four different aspects, nigga This is family shit Who the fuck said family ain't family no more, nigga? This is tight shit, tighter than white in ya wallet [Verse 1 - Ghostface Killah] Yo, I'm talking heavy bags of coke, bracelets on every men Innocent dope pushers, overnight kingpins Indeed, we smack niggaz up for the cheese Throw bleach in ya face. Got beef? Let it be chuck The streets don't know my peeps Jumpin' out of UPS trucks, blowing niggaz off they feet With four-four gloves, rims spinnin,' tippin' on fo-fo's My mouth be worth millions, something like Paul Wall's Ladies look out; they ain't thugs, they homo's The film look hyper, when I clap 'em in slo mo' Ya'll still paying the mob? We whip niggaz out like waffle batter Theodore ancient with dart, flossin' them diamonds Discussing our hits over a glass of scotch Baywatch bitches that ski, take turns when they hand us the twat Think not, we still run the trains, til the condom pop On the low, we still fucking them cops Pretty things from all precincts Friday nights, we holding they Glocks This is family, nigga. Niggaz can't stand me Next up, my little man, I hand you the jammy [Sun God] You know the fam, what it is, it is what it is S.I.N.Y., where the animals live Aspect niggaz run in yo cribs I don't care if you blast for the cash, then scramble yo wig I'm like damn, what a wonderful kid I could do what I want, doing dirt, not serving a bid You know a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched From the grandpops down to the kids And my time, I'm officially here Tell ya man go and start up ya car, start shiftin' the gears Sun God got the pits for his hairs 'cause niggaz is scared Hopin' I don't let it blow in they ribs I said hot, niggaz get robbed nonstop Once the gun cock, niggaz strip down to they socks And my fam at the tippity top, I won't stop Believe it or not, you and ya man is close targets Juks everything, dice games, mini markets Fam gon' spark it I'mma take whatever's in the pockets, mostly the cash and the wallet Slide off the jewels 'cause you shinin,' begets and the diamonds Never deny niggaz with iron (Yo) [Raekwon]


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