Ghostface Killah, Raekwon - 260 lyrics
[Ghostface Killah, Raekwon - 260 lyrics]
Cat I got to take him off of here
That's right i got to take him off of here
Cause there's only one, and that's me
You understand? 'fore all that fighting
You understand that sucka think he good
That sucka think he can whoop me
And I know he can't whoop me, I
Ay boy, the nigga whole style is chump
You understand? Let me get mines first
Then after I get mines
You can do what you want to do
Yeah, scandalous
Yeah miraculous, the arsonists
Yo, kicked down the door in the spot, 260
2L, I heard they had O's for sale
I heard the same shit
Money drive a burgundy whip keep a low fade
License plates engraved "PAID"
Where's the cat from
Think he's from New Jerusalem
Pretty Rick did his thing for him
But he was using him
Boss Sun's younger physical, you know the God
He go with Tip
The one who called Lover of God
Why Equality Self
I know the Master Allah Now
It's time to get the God
U and blow like mines but on the low I heard
He got Born Original sent
Back in a drive-through Kentucky Fried
Shot up his Ac we got to get him dunn
Aliens is snatching our bread
UFOs moving in with bigger plans than Feds
Yo knock on Daddy-O's door get the scope
He's not home, he took Ishmael to Park Slope
There go the the dreads yo
Swindle two bags of that skunk
That get you crashed out had
You laid out like bums peace Kiana
What's up with your girlfriend Wanda
She drive a cream Honda
With legs like Jane Fonda i just left her
She took Regine to Pathmark then
Jetted to Canal to get her man some Clarks
She should be back in ninety minutes
Ghostface god forbid she safe
BCW was watching the kids
Two hours later
Scheming like DeNiro in Casino
Son better have more coke than Al Pacino
Kiana ain't telling no lies
Last year she did a sting and a half
With Tymeek bought him a aircraft
But anyway, yo, Daddy-O home
We need the shotties nid-ow
When we get back, throw you a thid-ou
Later that night, stay mesmerized yo
Go get the green 5
Meet you on the corner of Now Why
You ready, you got the E&J and the machete?
We going upstairs, I hope one nigga is heavy
We walked in, both of us
Looked like terrorists
Masks on, second floor, dun yo, I handle this
Kick in the crib
The whole shit looked graphical
Natural, fucking a white bitch, actual
Fiends chanting, "Do your thing Chef
Handle it" i shot him in the neck
It ricocheted and hit Carolyn
Ran to the back analyzing, much disguising
Surprise is coming in their
Eyes and tranquilizing
Bugging, throwing the twin cousins
At his nugget, fuck it
Meet shottie waddy slug body hobby
Where the drugs
Where the ounces you be bouncing
Fake cats announcing on the block
You lounging
Where the blow at, I ain't got shit
Stop fronting
(Yo Chef, throw the joint in his mouth
Money'll stop stunting bitch, hold that pit
Before I push your wig back
Chef stop waving that
Show him where the paper at)
Come here Valerie
You know the God he need a salary
Put down the pipe here's two
Tickets to a coke gallery
It's in the kitchen in the ceiling
(Baby girl kept squealing
Only found a white block of
Cheese from New Zealand
Ohhh shit! Yo, yo where that shit at yo?
Yo Chef, where that shit? What? What? Aiyyo)
That's right i got to take him off of here
Cause there's only one, and that's me
You understand? 'fore all that fighting
You understand that sucka think he good
That sucka think he can whoop me
And I know he can't whoop me, I
Ay boy, the nigga whole style is chump
You understand? Let me get mines first
Then after I get mines
You can do what you want to do
Yeah, scandalous
Yeah miraculous, the arsonists
Yo, kicked down the door in the spot, 260
2L, I heard they had O's for sale
I heard the same shit
Money drive a burgundy whip keep a low fade
License plates engraved "PAID"
Where's the cat from
Think he's from New Jerusalem
Pretty Rick did his thing for him
But he was using him
Boss Sun's younger physical, you know the God
He go with Tip
The one who called Lover of God
Why Equality Self
I know the Master Allah Now
It's time to get the God
U and blow like mines but on the low I heard
He got Born Original sent
Back in a drive-through Kentucky Fried
Shot up his Ac we got to get him dunn
Aliens is snatching our bread
UFOs moving in with bigger plans than Feds
Yo knock on Daddy-O's door get the scope
He's not home, he took Ishmael to Park Slope
There go the the dreads yo
Swindle two bags of that skunk
That get you crashed out had
You laid out like bums peace Kiana
What's up with your girlfriend Wanda
She drive a cream Honda
With legs like Jane Fonda i just left her
She took Regine to Pathmark then
Jetted to Canal to get her man some Clarks
She should be back in ninety minutes
Ghostface god forbid she safe
BCW was watching the kids
Two hours later
Scheming like DeNiro in Casino
Son better have more coke than Al Pacino
Kiana ain't telling no lies
Last year she did a sting and a half
With Tymeek bought him a aircraft
But anyway, yo, Daddy-O home
We need the shotties nid-ow
When we get back, throw you a thid-ou
Later that night, stay mesmerized yo
Go get the green 5
Meet you on the corner of Now Why
You ready, you got the E&J and the machete?
We going upstairs, I hope one nigga is heavy
We walked in, both of us
Looked like terrorists
Masks on, second floor, dun yo, I handle this
Kick in the crib
The whole shit looked graphical
Natural, fucking a white bitch, actual
Fiends chanting, "Do your thing Chef
Handle it" i shot him in the neck
It ricocheted and hit Carolyn
Ran to the back analyzing, much disguising
Surprise is coming in their
Eyes and tranquilizing
Bugging, throwing the twin cousins
At his nugget, fuck it
Meet shottie waddy slug body hobby
Where the drugs
Where the ounces you be bouncing
Fake cats announcing on the block
You lounging
Where the blow at, I ain't got shit
Stop fronting
(Yo Chef, throw the joint in his mouth
Money'll stop stunting bitch, hold that pit
Before I push your wig back
Chef stop waving that
Show him where the paper at)
Come here Valerie
You know the God he need a salary
Put down the pipe here's two
Tickets to a coke gallery
It's in the kitchen in the ceiling
(Baby girl kept squealing
Only found a white block of
Cheese from New Zealand
Ohhh shit! Yo, yo where that shit at yo?
Yo Chef, where that shit? What? What? Aiyyo)