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Kilo (Remix)

アーティスト:Ghostface Killah  アルバム:Swift & Changeable  作詞:COLES DENNIS/CONNOY JASON C/WOODS COREY  作曲:COLES DENNIS/CONNOY JASON C/WOODS COREY 

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[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a motherfucker right now, who the fuck? Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Captain Kirk? The Stark...enterprise, enterprise I was on and some shit? ..I need some pussy though I'm ready for a Catwoman or something F-fuck it, lets go! Aiyyo Shareefa go to the store for me. I need some razors and a fresh box Of baggies, the ones with the tint in them! Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You I need two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple) [Chorus: sample (Ghostface Killah)] All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure (Whoever got the kilos got the candy, man) A kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember (You never catch the kid going hand to hand) All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure (Once you got the funds you got the panties, man) A Kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember (Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman) [Ghostface Killah] Racing through the hood, ski mask off Criminology hustle, when goons play the heat, blast off And every direction, protect ya babies, your moms Late night like Carson Daly, Theo Bailey, we stay armed Grits box, vacuum tight, concealing the powder Five fake cans of blow to throw them off wit the flower Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the size of nickels Got Starkey coming out of his coat I gots to jet, don't look back, my cardio's killing me Old ladies is like 'Hold ya head, Tone, literally' All this, for a thousand grams? I'd rather be a con artist scheaming with a thousand scams [Chorus] [Raekwon] Aiyyo peace to those cooking that raw, powder white Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we getting right Some call it bricks, some call it birds How many niggaz get they lives tooken playing with shit, then catch a curb You would go to jail Get caught with this, niggaz'll grow to fail Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and scales They lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered Most niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers Kilos is one thousand grams You know your ammo better be heavy 'cause soon kids is coming in camo Protect your land daddy, I'm an announcer You get caught with an ounce and its over Matter 'fact they takin you down, son [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah] Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up crack Phones is tapped over franklin's stacks


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