| Song | She's A Killah - Bonus Track (Explicit) |
| Artist | Ghostface Killah |
| Artist | Ron Browz |
| Album | Ghostdini Wizard Of Poetry In Emerald City |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Caputo, Coles, Turner | |
| Ether Boy, | |
| Def Jam, Ghostface, | |
| Ron Browz | |
| Oh, oh, oh [Ghostface Killah] | |
| It's no special when them shots go down | |
| You can catch one in the gut, and go down | |
| The silencers work to muffle that sound | |
| Snuck through tools and on the low down | |
| Gangstas give it up, what | |
| Big cups of | |
| Goose stay filled-it up, we stay four wheeled-it up | |
| I would talk to shorty but her ass ain't big enough | |
| Her friends look like the type that'll just give it up | |
| From abyss to gecko, stay bumrushing them hoes like | |
| Joe Klecko | |
| It's hard to get a ticket like the | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex show | |
| Even fat girls get twist into pretzels, | |
| Toney Starks special [Chorus: Ron Browz] | |
| She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh) | |
| She's a killer, mami, you'se a killer | |
| She's a killer (oh) she's a killer (oh) | |
| She's a killer, shorty, you'se a killer | |
| Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, ain't nobody realer | |
| Oh, you got a man, | |
| I'mma steal ya, oh, my ice is iller | |
| Yeah, we drinking | |
| Patron and, put your number in my phone and | |
| Ain't trying to take you home and, we partying to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, to, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, oh, we partying to the morning [Ghostface Killah] | |
| My co-defendant, her name's | |
| Alexis Niggas get caught up by the side of her breastses | |
| She'll murder you while eating your breakfast | |
| You'll die wanting to try how good her sex is | |
| Baby's shit wiggle like | |
| J-Lo, her thing so good | |
| Before you hit it, you be having to pray, yo | |
| Don't wanna bust fast, best be on your | |
| J-O She strictly dickly, don't go both ways, yo | |
| She independant and she fly | |
| Bout 5'5, 5'6, bout yay high | |
| Button-up pink boss shirt, blue necktie | |
| Every nigga in the club wanna eat that thigh | |
| Surprise she stay on her toes like a prized ballerina | |
| She tight, her stomping grounds is out in | |
| Medina This pretty thing handle her biz, she carry those things | |
| Ready to die like she related to | |
| B.I.G. [Chorus] [Ghostface Killah (Shawn Wigs)] | |
| Everybody's acting like they killing the town (Pardon me lord, I was sipping that brown) | |
| This goes for the rappers, non-gun clappers | |
| Yo, Wigs, get the cameras these is a bunch of actors (action) | |
| Yet, my heat sing like | |
| Shirley Caesar | |
| You can come test me at, your own leisure | |
| I'm ballin', gettin' | |
| Arab money and | |
| I pop champagne | |
| And go hit shorty, shaking that thang, cuz [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Caputo, Coles, Turner | |
| Ether Boy, | |
| Def Jam, Ghostface, | |
| Ron Browz | |
| Oh, oh, oh Ghostface Killah | |
| It' s no special when them shots go down | |
| You can catch one in the gut, and go down | |
| The silencers work to muffle that sound | |
| Snuck through tools and on the low down | |
| Gangstas give it up, what | |
| Big cups of | |
| Goose stay filledit up, we stay four wheeledit up | |
| I would talk to shorty but her ass ain' t big enough | |
| Her friends look like the type that' ll just give it up | |
| From abyss to gecko, stay bumrushing them hoes like | |
| Joe Klecko | |
| It' s hard to get a ticket like the | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex show | |
| Even fat girls get twist into pretzels, | |
| Toney Starks special Chorus: Ron Browz | |
| She' s a killer oh she' s a killer oh | |
| She' s a killer, mami, you' se a killer | |
| She' s a killer oh she' s a killer oh | |
| She' s a killer, shorty, you' se a killer | |
| Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, ain' t nobody realer | |
| Oh, you got a man, | |
| I' mma steal ya, oh, my ice is iller | |
| Yeah, we drinking | |
| Patron and, put your number in my phone and | |
| Ain' t trying to take you home and, we partying to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, to, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, oh, we partying to the morning Ghostface Killah | |
| My codefendant, her name' s | |
| Alexis Niggas get caught up by the side of her breastses | |
| She' ll murder you while eating your breakfast | |
| You' ll die wanting to try how good her sex is | |
| Baby' s shit wiggle like | |
| JLo, her thing so good | |
| Before you hit it, you be having to pray, yo | |
| Don' t wanna bust fast, best be on your | |
| JO She strictly dickly, don' t go both ways, yo | |
| She independant and she fly | |
| Bout 5' 5, 5' 6, bout yay high | |
| Buttonup pink boss shirt, blue necktie | |
| Every nigga in the club wanna eat that thigh | |
| Surprise she stay on her toes like a prized ballerina | |
| She tight, her stomping grounds is out in | |
| Medina This pretty thing handle her biz, she carry those things | |
| Ready to die like she related to | |
| B. I. G. Chorus Ghostface Killah Shawn Wigs | |
| Everybody' s acting like they killing the town Pardon me lord, I was sipping that brown | |
| This goes for the rappers, nongun clappers | |
| Yo, Wigs, get the cameras these is a bunch of actors action | |
| Yet, my heat sing like | |
| Shirley Caesar | |
| You can come test me at, your own leisure | |
| I' m ballin', gettin' | |
| Arab money and | |
| I pop champagne | |
| And go hit shorty, shaking that thang, cuz Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Caputo, Coles, Turner | |
| Ether Boy, | |
| Def Jam, Ghostface, | |
| Ron Browz | |
| Oh, oh, oh Ghostface Killah | |
| It' s no special when them shots go down | |
| You can catch one in the gut, and go down | |
| The silencers work to muffle that sound | |
| Snuck through tools and on the low down | |
| Gangstas give it up, what | |
| Big cups of | |
| Goose stay filledit up, we stay four wheeledit up | |
| I would talk to shorty but her ass ain' t big enough | |
| Her friends look like the type that' ll just give it up | |
| From abyss to gecko, stay bumrushing them hoes like | |
| Joe Klecko | |
| It' s hard to get a ticket like the | |
| Funkmaster | |
| Flex show | |
| Even fat girls get twist into pretzels, | |
| Toney Starks special Chorus: Ron Browz | |
| She' s a killer oh she' s a killer oh | |
| She' s a killer, mami, you' se a killer | |
| She' s a killer oh she' s a killer oh | |
| She' s a killer, shorty, you' se a killer | |
| Oh, hop in my four wheeler, oh, ain' t nobody realer | |
| Oh, you got a man, | |
| I' mma steal ya, oh, my ice is iller | |
| Yeah, we drinking | |
| Patron and, put your number in my phone and | |
| Ain' t trying to take you home and, we partying to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, to, to the morning | |
| Oh, to the morning, oh, to the morning | |
| Oh, oh, we partying to the morning Ghostface Killah | |
| My codefendant, her name' s | |
| Alexis Niggas get caught up by the side of her breastses | |
| She' ll murder you while eating your breakfast | |
| You' ll die wanting to try how good her sex is | |
| Baby' s shit wiggle like | |
| JLo, her thing so good | |
| Before you hit it, you be having to pray, yo | |
| Don' t wanna bust fast, best be on your | |
| JO She strictly dickly, don' t go both ways, yo | |
| She independant and she fly | |
| Bout 5' 5, 5' 6, bout yay high | |
| Buttonup pink boss shirt, blue necktie | |
| Every nigga in the club wanna eat that thigh | |
| Surprise she stay on her toes like a prized ballerina | |
| She tight, her stomping grounds is out in | |
| Medina This pretty thing handle her biz, she carry those things | |
| Ready to die like she related to | |
| B. I. G. Chorus Ghostface Killah Shawn Wigs | |
| Everybody' s acting like they killing the town Pardon me lord, I was sipping that brown | |
| This goes for the rappers, nongun clappers | |
| Yo, Wigs, get the cameras these is a bunch of actors action | |
| Yet, my heat sing like | |
| Shirley Caesar | |
| You can come test me at, your own leisure | |
| I' m ballin', gettin' | |
| Arab money and | |
| I pop champagne | |
| And go hit shorty, shaking that thang, cuz Chorus |