clipse of doom

Singer:ghostface killah

aiyyo

turn those lights down while i'm recording!

matter 'fact y'all niggaz get the fuck out the room

g!

straight up! sipping on that bullshit budweiser!

nah'mean yo. what? fuck you too nigga!

'kind of pants you got on motherfucker

capris?!

bitch ass nigga

go get ya feet done!

eat a dick nigga!

catch me in the 80's drop

old school mercedes with a brand new baby glock

right from my lady's sock with two bodies on it

capricorn

aquarius

lost so much blood

these bitch niggaz in they periods

they say i be living the role

like 'pac in juice

and only fuck with fly bitches that get fly and boost

and they ears be chandelliers

lit up like a lamp

who cares?!

they cooch is fierce

the only thing loose is hairs

thats right y'all

if a rap nigga say my name i'm a fight y'all

fuck a state

light charge

my predicate status

irrelevant

my man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing two elephants

jumbo shits from new orleans

players and pimps that bit off fiends

quick

switch with the hands

powder blue wally's is dyed

vanilla bally's is mean

kid

none of y'all motherfuckers fuck with my team

uh!

aiyyo we the live niggaz holdin heat on the street corners

sic the beasts on you

turning mothers to morners

money launderers

neighborhood coroners

place bodies in bags

tango with dirty cash

cocaine jacks

kings of the hill"