โหลดเพลง mp3 Whar - Ghostface Killah

Whar - Ghostface Killah/Masta Killa/Raekwon
You ain't sayin' nothing slick to a can of oil
Tell your man to tell his man that his man's a girl
I holds weight ya'll niggas skinny like Olive Oil
We throws atleast half a ki' in the pot to boil
Royal niggas rags to riches

Because your boy breaks b**ches like glasses dishes
Burn money like I put it in some grass and spliffed it
If I don't get my man that's passed it's not misses

Female donkeys ya'll niggas a** and dickless
Hard white rap just some foil like chiclets

Never had a wife you better settle for the mistress
The truth like Al Capone dying for the syphlis
Cross me you name flying on the hit list
Ya'll niggas buck won't even pop a clutch on the gear shift
That ain't the hard pose ni**a you just scared stiff
I'm on my grizzly you might walk right into bear sh*t

You rock your pants too tight get off that queer sh*t
No turning back when it's on I ain't trynna hear sh*t
Like the coast guard I got them choppers than can airlift

Sword don't you know what you bring

You destroy everything all the blood that you give to men
There's no excuse I could give we just all want to live

All the war that you bring to men
War is comin' home takes families

War I'm not a great big fan of it

War is something that is scandalous

Oh no oh no

War is comin' by air land and sea
War is man's insanity

This world for sure
Must stop this world of war
Tell ya fake niggas don't get me involved my back is chunky
Four-five hanging out the jeans is crunchy
Facial hair beard looking like Abe Lincoln
Stand next to you and my jewels look like ya cage is shrinking
Love sweets like a d**e fiend nodder with fat hands
Keep birds around me they be calling me Batman
Precisely I pop like cheap luggage prefusely bleeding
Word on the streets is you lost three buckets

F**k it you keep dying I'm into red diamonds
Rob me b**ch I have your whole hood crying
Lighting candles on the street like why you trying

Oh lord why you had to lullabye him
His jewels is cursed his seeds is first
When he do shows he pop a wheelie off his murst
Six three medium built tall like Lurch
While ya'll faggots be sleep he be putting in work
That's his absorbance stance I got it down to a glance
It's war I got the biggest gun down my pants pants
Got a rock rocket in my pocket
For to knock ya head right out the socket
Turn teardrops to smile been glanced this spare child
Spra ya gallon of mace in your face burn off your 'brows
No phone home you dribbling we stone ya sibling
Get my bloods from Tilden to burn your building

Poison tip dagger sword chop through your collar bone
No you don't got a f**king chance to holler home
Nice dream your sliced spleen cut through your ice bling
GOD heats melts you like it's ice cream
I'm not vanilla I'm black panther chinchilla

My cousin's an orangutan my brother's a gorilla
The other's a ape he turn a rainbow straight
Get you trapped in the jungle now you can't escape

War it is that's the biz glock pop plops the feds

Split your wig crack your whip smack your wiz blast your 'quip
Chains and whips planes and ships guns swords and flintstones
And bricks munch clothes and kicks you know it's
Sword don't you know what you bring

You destroy everything all the blood that you give to men

There's no excuse I could give we just all want to live

All the war that you bring to men

War is comin' home takes families

War I'm not a great big fan of it
War is something that is scandalous

Oh no oh no
War is comin' by air land and sea
War is man's insanity
This world for sure
Must stop this world of war