| Yo... who the fuck brought me this chocolate shit, man? | |
| I said a banana nutriment, man | |
| Ya'll heard the fuck | |
| I said... | |
| I gave you. | |
| I wrote it on the fuckin' paper, man | |
| Ya'll muthafuckas always fuck around and forgettin' something and shit | |
| Smart dumb niggaz and shit, runnin' around here and shit | |
| Ya'll niggaz need to wisen up, man, yo.. | |
| Fuck that special ed, shit[Ghostface Killah] | |
| I said Big | |
| O, hydro-face, pass me the sazone, it's on | |
| There go son, tap out the hash bone | |
| Half moon, he rock, three's fourth quarter length | |
| No jewels, no rocks, it's not worth the spotlight | |
| His gun tool, was a half a hill | |
| That's a six digit slip behind five sticks, eatin' steel, fuck him | |
| We gon' -- we gon' get our money | |
| If he front, they gon' read about the rocks in his tummy | |
| Mouth was red, socks was bloody, fuck all the talkin' | |
| Safety off and shit, crept out, "What up money? Freeze!" | |
| Don't move, turn around, act like | |
| James Brown | |
| And get down! | |
| Get slapped with the put down | |
| Wasn't you the same clown? | |
| Uptown, yappin' | |
| I keep big | |
| Shirley on my side, so | |
| What's Happenin'? | |
| Try eatin' these shells, they non fattening | |
| After you digest gat, | |
| I'mma stomp you bastards | |
| So take that.. blaow, blaow! | |
| Ghost, he still breathing | |
| Blaow, blaow! | |
| Anything after that it don't matter | |
| Your homies and your close relatives | |
| Even them nosy ass pigs'll get splattered | |
| It's the T | |
| H-EO-DORE, send me to | |
| Iraq I come back with don heat | |
| Teeth, less than a week, they be callin' me | |
| Keep with the fists, 'cause | |
| I sure do cook when it's beef[Chorus: Ghostface Killah] | |
| Yo, what up? | |
| Meet, these, | |
| O.G.'s, quote these and | |
| Baller' shit, long biscuits | |
| Fuc |