Wu-Tang Clan

Laced Cheeba
[performed by Ghostface Killah featuring Sean Price & Trife Da God (Trife Diesel)] [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 Letras de cancionesPlaying 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 I'll 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? From Letras Mania