Blue Armor - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics

Song	Blue Armor - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist	Ghostface Killah
Artist	Sheek Louch
Album	More Fish
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	作词 : Bishop, Coles, Evans, Evans ...
	Uh-huh[Ghostface Killah]
	Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military
	Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog's day
	Groundhog
	Day, ya'll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
	I know why, why?
	Ya'll all gay, pop off head
	Get your top rocked, way across state
	The pamphlet read, from seven to nine, don't hold that weight
	Ya'll just bait,
	I'm a fisherman,
	I own this lake
	When I catch fish,
	I fry 'em, to they back
	I flakeI smash ya'll mutha****as like a seedless grape
	And hang niggas like some ceiling fans in
	K-Mart plates
	Feel me? Shake double earthquakes, give thanks, give shanks
	Word to my momma,
	I cut the grass on you ****ing snakes
	Expose, don't tell, use a mo', round the way
	Go-Go down, gone with the wind, he's a he-she
	Bitch ass nigga for sale, like
	MagillaStanding in the window, with a sign, "Yes, I **** men, though"[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (Sheek Louch)]
	Aiyo, Sheek (What up, dog?)
	Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up![Sheek Louch]
	Aiyo, my niggas is wetted, they drunk and they trying to eat
	The hammers on 'em, and they ain't out looking for meat
	I'm jumping out cars,
	I'm giving you permanent stars
	Your hardest nigga, you can't compare him to ours
	I'm sitting on crates,
	I'm missing probation dates
	I'm stuck with this weight, my wifey period late
	I'm hot as ****, my truck keep getting tailed
	It's like every week, one of mines getting jailed
	Forgetting bail, piss test failed
	Got parole on us, then wanna roll on us
	I'm at my momma crib sleep, who told on us?
	I'm sick to death,
	I'm on fire in the streets
	Like in Back to the
	Future, when the car left
	Ghost'll clap for me, ****, rap for me
	Yo, tell them niggas on the
	Island, get strapped for me
	Het wet ya, and throw the stocking
	On his face, like when he first met cha[Ghostface Killah]
	Yo, me and
	Sheek drug heads like a bottle of
	GooseI had my road dogs follow your troops
	Gorilla game,
	African tribe,
	Somalian crew
	With a flow so sick, my high temperature'll body the flu
	Crack heads get knocked out, right in front of the school
	Slap 'em Sheek, wake his ass up, he can't even move
	Cereal box is crack and ratchets, in the cocaine spot
	My fiends'll box filled with coke head classics
	Dope money, flood me rags of kush, heavy drags
	Bodegas, I'm mad, my older sister
	Patty's a butch
	Guns come out like my mother's teeth, watch how
	I'm throwing heat
	The leg gravy be steaming over smothered beef
	From eight-ball jackets to cops and robbers
	My last drug run,
	I threw in two bricks to garbage
	I wash my money in
	Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on
	FolgersBlack jewels trucking, still come through bummy

	zuo ci : Bishop, Coles, Evans, Evans ...
	Uhhuh Ghostface Killah
	Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military
	Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog' s day
	Groundhog
	Day, ya' ll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
	I know why, why?
	Ya' ll all gay, pop off head
	Get your top rocked, way across state
	The pamphlet read, from seven to nine, don' t hold that weight
	Ya' ll just bait,
	I' m a fisherman,
	I own this lake
	When I catch fish,
	I fry ' em, to they back
	I flakeI smash ya' ll mutha as like a seedless grape
	And hang niggas like some ceiling fans in
	KMart plates
	Feel me? Shake double earthquakes, give thanks, give shanks
	Word to my momma,
	I cut the grass on you ing snakes
	Expose, don' t tell, use a mo', round the way
	GoGo down, gone with the wind, he' s a heshe
	Bitch ass nigga for sale, like
	MagillaStanding in the window, with a sign, " Yes, I men, though" Interlude: Ghostface Killah Sheek Louch
	Aiyo, Sheek What up, dog?
	Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up! Sheek Louch
	Aiyo, my niggas is wetted, they drunk and they trying to eat
	The hammers on ' em, and they ain' t out looking for meat
	I' m jumping out cars,
	I' m giving you permanent stars
	Your hardest nigga, you can' t compare him to ours
	I' m sitting on crates,
	I' m missing probation dates
	I' m stuck with this weight, my wifey period late
	I' m hot as , my truck keep getting tailed
	It' s like every week, one of mines getting jailed
	Forgetting bail, piss test failed
	Got parole on us, then wanna roll on us
	I' m at my momma crib sleep, who told on us?
	I' m sick to death,
	I' m on fire in the streets
	Like in Back to the
	Future, when the car left
	Ghost' ll clap for me, , rap for me
	Yo, tell them niggas on the
	Island, get strapped for me
	Het wet ya, and throw the stocking
	On his face, like when he first met cha Ghostface Killah
	Yo, me and
	Sheek drug heads like a bottle of
	GooseI had my road dogs follow your troops
	Gorilla game,
	African tribe,
	Somalian crew
	With a flow so sick, my high temperature' ll body the flu
	Crack heads get knocked out, right in front of the school
	Slap ' em Sheek, wake his ass up, he can' t even move
	Cereal box is crack and ratchets, in the cocaine spot
	My fiends' ll box filled with coke head classics
	Dope money, flood me rags of kush, heavy drags
	Bodegas, I' m mad, my older sister
	Patty' s a butch
	Guns come out like my mother' s teeth, watch how
	I' m throwing heat
	The leg gravy be steaming over smothered beef
	From eightball jackets to cops and robbers
	My last drug run,
	I threw in two bricks to garbage
	I wash my money in
	Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on
	FolgersBlack jewels trucking, still come through bummy

	zuò cí : Bishop, Coles, Evans, Evans ...
	Uhhuh Ghostface Killah
	Greasy, razor blades, shots spray, military
	Armor, keep blaze packed, all day, dog' s day
	Groundhog
	Day, ya' ll bitch niggas got sweet hands, word
	I know why, why?
	Ya' ll all gay, pop off head
	Get your top rocked, way across state
	The pamphlet read, from seven to nine, don' t hold that weight
	Ya' ll just bait,
	I' m a fisherman,
	I own this lake
	When I catch fish,
	I fry ' em, to they back
	I flakeI smash ya' ll mutha as like a seedless grape
	And hang niggas like some ceiling fans in
	KMart plates
	Feel me? Shake double earthquakes, give thanks, give shanks
	Word to my momma,
	I cut the grass on you ing snakes
	Expose, don' t tell, use a mo', round the way
	GoGo down, gone with the wind, he' s a heshe
	Bitch ass nigga for sale, like
	MagillaStanding in the window, with a sign, " Yes, I men, though" Interlude: Ghostface Killah Sheek Louch
	Aiyo, Sheek What up, dog?
	Stab one of them niggas, nigga, word up! Sheek Louch
	Aiyo, my niggas is wetted, they drunk and they trying to eat
	The hammers on ' em, and they ain' t out looking for meat
	I' m jumping out cars,
	I' m giving you permanent stars
	Your hardest nigga, you can' t compare him to ours
	I' m sitting on crates,
	I' m missing probation dates
	I' m stuck with this weight, my wifey period late
	I' m hot as , my truck keep getting tailed
	It' s like every week, one of mines getting jailed
	Forgetting bail, piss test failed
	Got parole on us, then wanna roll on us
	I' m at my momma crib sleep, who told on us?
	I' m sick to death,
	I' m on fire in the streets
	Like in Back to the
	Future, when the car left
	Ghost' ll clap for me, , rap for me
	Yo, tell them niggas on the
	Island, get strapped for me
	Het wet ya, and throw the stocking
	On his face, like when he first met cha Ghostface Killah
	Yo, me and
	Sheek drug heads like a bottle of
	GooseI had my road dogs follow your troops
	Gorilla game,
	African tribe,
	Somalian crew
	With a flow so sick, my high temperature' ll body the flu
	Crack heads get knocked out, right in front of the school
	Slap ' em Sheek, wake his ass up, he can' t even move
	Cereal box is crack and ratchets, in the cocaine spot
	My fiends' ll box filled with coke head classics
	Dope money, flood me rags of kush, heavy drags
	Bodegas, I' m mad, my older sister
	Patty' s a butch
	Guns come out like my mother' s teeth, watch how
	I' m throwing heat
	The leg gravy be steaming over smothered beef
	From eightball jackets to cops and robbers
	My last drug run,
	I threw in two bricks to garbage
	I wash my money in
	Woodlife, dunyy, sippin' on
	FolgersBlack jewels trucking, still come through bummy

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