| Yo yeah you can get clapped in a deadly hallway
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| The killahs skate off in a clean g wagon all grey
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| Chain swinging the God gods is cocked for ninas
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| Gucci last thing they seen hitting the cement
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| The fuck ya’ll standing around for watch my reels I make scripts off strips
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| like hold on strip
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| I don’t care what he say how many guns he got just ask your mans about my flics
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| Movies gruesome bars we boufed it rikers island that phone got bodies on it
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| true shit
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| A clicks 2 sticks it’ll cost you baby
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| That’s 2 pin joints if I lost you baby
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| Yeah I’m back we can go bar for bar
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| Tied hands together with the ox go scar for scar
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| Go ahead and act up injuries gone add up
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| Walking out the ER like a mummy all wrapped up
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| Come on board shooters we hiring
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| Scarface bald head niggas we admire them
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| Rumor has it alot of frauds got flaws on em
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| See a lot of madea in niggas wrong draws on em
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| Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many
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| legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke
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| Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many
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| legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke
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| I held him up like a pair of crutches
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| Had em all in a jam like I ran with smuckers
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| Cops sirens paparazzi over hot bodies
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| Head shots in the mazzarotti
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| Don’t rap that nigga no polo sheets
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| Keep it discreet I told that nigga he be dead in a week
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| His bitch told me where he rest where he keep his cheese
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| He got a stash box in the wheel of both his Vs
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| I got 47 cocaine connects out in monaco
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| Top of the line these coke chefs made the honor roll
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| And that’s the reason I don’t fuck with faggots
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| 21 guns that go savage
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| 70 nuns that tote smoke in the old baggage
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| Whatever I see I grab it
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| You get the message like its all in a tablet
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| You straight bitch like Tiff Hadish
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| Hustle grands like Tip Harris
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| The whole hood drop like a miscarriage
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| Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many
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| legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke
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| Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many
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| legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pistol Smoke, artist - Ghostface Killah. Album song Ghostface Killahs, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп