Ghostface Killah - Be This Way lyrics
[Ghostface Killah - Be This Way lyrics]
Aiyo aiyo, what up, yo
What up, ya'll, this that Pretty Toney shit
Aiyo, I know there's a lot of
Hoods and shit out there
A lot of niggas done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got robbed and shit
You know what I mean? We love a
Lot of things in the hood
But time goes on and if we
Don't change a lot of shit
Shit always gonna be this way
And that's a muthafuckin' fact!
True gangsta shit, ya'll, yo, yo, yo
When ya'll turn my mic up in here
Bareback shit knowhatimean? Tired of ya'll
Muthafuckas and shit
One-two, fuck around and clobber
One of ya'll muthafuckas, man
Yo Spidey, put that reverb shit, on
Come on "Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?" yeah
"Can you feel it" Let's go, fuck it
Live from Staten Island where
The gangsters kill
Only place on the map that
Got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got millions
Our specialty is how we willie
Niggas that's how Buck brought the building
And the police is pussy
They protect and serve
They connect with baseheads then
They frisk our birds
Smack DVDs, blowin' herb
I'm in the room bonin'
These two white bitches, ice baggin' up work
That's how we get down, fuck Vegas
The black Carlo Gambino rockin' the wallo's
Blow his diamonds in Z-No's
Spicey, verses is jalapenos
Best to leave, when I'm in the big Escalade
I'm sittin' on Dino tone Stark, a poet's art
Kiss the girls and bake them pies, clean up
Some are old darts
This that real live don' shit, you heard!
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the shit is mad hot around the way
Niggas don't give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today or could he find a way
Blow niggas over 'turf bitches
Dimes and trays
Blow a nigga a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood
He in the grimy say
But what we tryna say is gonna "be this way"
It don't have to it don't have to "My God!"
With big carrots and static
With that leads to bad habit's
Drugs layin' in buildings with
Great big automatics
Animos' in the hood, it's a fact
We could do magic
Splatter faggots in lobbies
The heat burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to pass this
Back up or you'll receive something
Real tragic
Them hollows'll race through your jacket
Semi gangsters with weak tactics
Forensic scientists called in to
Display graphics for
Square inch to his back winds
They brain and spleen is left
All over a fiend's mattress
Bastard, we cock and squeeze after
We leave our ratchets
We keep the hood cryin' for massive havoc
No Trix we take from silly rabbit's
Yo feed them lead carrots
Them little mans'll connect and
They touch that fabric
The only thing that can stop
'em is that Teflon fashion
Maybe artillery's heavy like a
Bunch of fat chicks
Brrrr baow! Ain't no comin' back bitch!
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the shit is mad hot around the way
Niggas don't give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today or could he find a way
Blow niggas over 'turf bitches
Dimes and trays
Blow a nigga a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood
He in the grimy say
But what we tryna say is gonna "be this way"
It don't have to it don't have to "My God!"
What up, ya'll, this that Pretty Toney shit
Aiyo, I know there's a lot of
Hoods and shit out there
A lot of niggas done got bodied
A lot of niggas done got robbed and shit
You know what I mean? We love a
Lot of things in the hood
But time goes on and if we
Don't change a lot of shit
Shit always gonna be this way
And that's a muthafuckin' fact!
True gangsta shit, ya'll, yo, yo, yo
When ya'll turn my mic up in here
Bareback shit knowhatimean? Tired of ya'll
Muthafuckas and shit
One-two, fuck around and clobber
One of ya'll muthafuckas, man
Yo Spidey, put that reverb shit, on
Come on "Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?" yeah
"Can you feel it" Let's go, fuck it
Live from Staten Island where
The gangsters kill
Only place on the map that
Got the 30 dollar bill
And we front like we got millions
Our specialty is how we willie
Niggas that's how Buck brought the building
And the police is pussy
They protect and serve
They connect with baseheads then
They frisk our birds
Smack DVDs, blowin' herb
I'm in the room bonin'
These two white bitches, ice baggin' up work
That's how we get down, fuck Vegas
The black Carlo Gambino rockin' the wallo's
Blow his diamonds in Z-No's
Spicey, verses is jalapenos
Best to leave, when I'm in the big Escalade
I'm sittin' on Dino tone Stark, a poet's art
Kiss the girls and bake them pies, clean up
Some are old darts
This that real live don' shit, you heard!
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the shit is mad hot around the way
Niggas don't give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today or could he find a way
Blow niggas over 'turf bitches
Dimes and trays
Blow a nigga a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood
He in the grimy say
But what we tryna say is gonna "be this way"
It don't have to it don't have to "My God!"
With big carrots and static
With that leads to bad habit's
Drugs layin' in buildings with
Great big automatics
Animos' in the hood, it's a fact
We could do magic
Splatter faggots in lobbies
The heat burn off his eyelashes
Don't try to pass this
Back up or you'll receive something
Real tragic
Them hollows'll race through your jacket
Semi gangsters with weak tactics
Forensic scientists called in to
Display graphics for
Square inch to his back winds
They brain and spleen is left
All over a fiend's mattress
Bastard, we cock and squeeze after
We leave our ratchets
We keep the hood cryin' for massive havoc
No Trix we take from silly rabbit's
Yo feed them lead carrots
Them little mans'll connect and
They touch that fabric
The only thing that can stop
'em is that Teflon fashion
Maybe artillery's heavy like a
Bunch of fat chicks
Brrrr baow! Ain't no comin' back bitch!
Yo, they lick forty rounds, today
Okay, plus the shit is mad hot around the way
Niggas don't give a fuck on any time or day
Or if he dyin' today or could he find a way
Blow niggas over 'turf bitches
Dimes and trays
Blow a nigga a jewel and watch him slide away
It's like that, in the hood
He in the grimy say
But what we tryna say is gonna "be this way"
It don't have to it don't have to "My God!"