Ghostface Killah, Prodigal Sunn, Trife Diesel - Street Chemistry lyrics
[Ghostface Killah, Prodigal Sunn, Trife Diesel - Street Chemistry lyrics]
Uh, huh yeah
Aiyyo, aiyyo big wearhousin shit
Cristal bottles
Agent 88 with the gold wrapper
Coat rack is no good with the dope classics
Master fantastic trips and we fuck crackers
Bark on bitches
Spark out sisters dart for dart
Diamond heart
Slammin El Dorado with the Benz parts
Yo Pah mark my words
The brand new album in stores now
Murderin 'em! Murderin the higher learnin
As of now I turn myself in
Retire, give my babies my entire earnings
State my name, on this Ghost track the
Grand classic graphic massive
Move with the real groove
With the still active
Stay 'nique, play for keep, bubble under heat
Champagne spillin, Big Willin
Dealin in these streets
Sex on the Beach, Sex and the City
Slum gritty suck milk from the titties
Ain't nuttin pretty
See it in your eyes, see it in your face
Son you pussy
Step out of line one time get left mushy
Champion never run never ran never will
Bed-Stuy, East New York, Crown Heights
Brownsville
Yo, don't get pumped up
Cause over here you'll get lumped up
Badly bruised with your shit
Leakin all fucked up i tell you what
(what) we can settle the score my hands
They break bricks and now level your jaw
My criteria, reign superior
We flood the streets about a 100 deep
Run through your town, vacate the area
When shit start happenin
Y'all'll start scatterin
Skatin across the bridges in the
County of Madison i'm down for the get down
Cause y'all ain't gon' spit rounds
Niggas be on the first thing smokin
Tryin to skip town
Your door kicked down, red dot the lead pop
Hit the jackpot, in his shoebox
Found the bread spot
The Al-Dog is Cristal
You critters got issues
I play dumb while I dump
My ashes out the windows
Like I never heard the info
Ghost you so glamorous
Word on the set is that I
Fuck up all cameras!
Aiyyo, aiyyo big wearhousin shit
Cristal bottles
Agent 88 with the gold wrapper
Coat rack is no good with the dope classics
Master fantastic trips and we fuck crackers
Bark on bitches
Spark out sisters dart for dart
Diamond heart
Slammin El Dorado with the Benz parts
Yo Pah mark my words
The brand new album in stores now
Murderin 'em! Murderin the higher learnin
As of now I turn myself in
Retire, give my babies my entire earnings
State my name, on this Ghost track the
Grand classic graphic massive
Move with the real groove
With the still active
Stay 'nique, play for keep, bubble under heat
Champagne spillin, Big Willin
Dealin in these streets
Sex on the Beach, Sex and the City
Slum gritty suck milk from the titties
Ain't nuttin pretty
See it in your eyes, see it in your face
Son you pussy
Step out of line one time get left mushy
Champion never run never ran never will
Bed-Stuy, East New York, Crown Heights
Brownsville
Yo, don't get pumped up
Cause over here you'll get lumped up
Badly bruised with your shit
Leakin all fucked up i tell you what
(what) we can settle the score my hands
They break bricks and now level your jaw
My criteria, reign superior
We flood the streets about a 100 deep
Run through your town, vacate the area
When shit start happenin
Y'all'll start scatterin
Skatin across the bridges in the
County of Madison i'm down for the get down
Cause y'all ain't gon' spit rounds
Niggas be on the first thing smokin
Tryin to skip town
Your door kicked down, red dot the lead pop
Hit the jackpot, in his shoebox
Found the bread spot
The Al-Dog is Cristal
You critters got issues
I play dumb while I dump
My ashes out the windows
Like I never heard the info
Ghost you so glamorous
Word on the set is that I
Fuck up all cameras!