Cartel Gathering - Album Version (Explicit)

Cartel Gathering - Album Version (Explicit) 歌词

歌曲 Cartel Gathering - Album Version (Explicit)
歌手 Jadakiss
歌手 Ghostface Killah
歌手 Raekwon
专辑 The Last Kiss
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Yo, yo, yo, word to ride, nigga, yeah
Aiyyo, we four or five niggaz with furs on
Up top gated up, big tables got the reserves on
Blowin' on saxophones, the band is rough
So much ice on, looks like my wrist been cut
And we just made it back from
BeijingSeen my jeweler, told him melt the bird down to eight rings
But then the music stopped,
Jada stood up
Before the speech, he had everybody raise they cups
He said, "I been in spots where I can't even mention it""Don't drink the Cris', Ghost mighta pissed in it"
Romanian dude, black down, pourin' the saki
Face slumped to the side like
RockyAnd Strahan came through with his bullshit ring
He said, "Yikes", when
I pulled out my monster bling
Don't be afraid of the
New York street talk
I switch gear all day, bro, like you do on your peach porch
The chairs is suede, the walls is velvet
Marquise ballroom, so live
I felt itFat asses in fishnets, shakin' they pelvis
Playin' with they pussy, middle finger drippin',
I smelt it
Poker tables, crap joints just for rap niggaz
Me and Sheek, walkin' around bitch slappin' niggaz
There go Rae, there go
PYo Chop, whattup?
Sam Cooke writin' hand, all of my lightning, damn
Used to rob niggaz in
Sam's, buy shams
For my dude's baby shoe or booster baby, rollin' with steel
Eatin' Jamaican food under the wheel
You know the deal, book somethin' then blow
Went from a
O to a low, little apartment in
BrookdaleGold was my motto, lotto numbers is what?
Had it in me, rolled down coolin' with coke
That's the '90s,
Chef era take over
AmericaBag
Ugly Betty up, make her
Ms. Guerrera
Pinky wench in sweaters, cortex burnin' the mic booth
Travel right past my heritage
Them old school niggaz is me
Taught me how to read, get skee'd, everybody missin' a ki
Yo, I do this with a natural movement
Catch me by the [Incomprehensible], scope on me, fuck it,
I'm losin' it
Yeah, yo,
I did it my way, lights off on the highway
Greek statues on both sides of the driveway
Word to the stamps on the diesel
The way these niggaz is lookin' either they got cramps or they evil
One go, we all go,
D-boy fresh but hard dough
Cashmere and suede cargoes
On top of the beige
Wallo's45 government edition clippers, straight hollows
My clientele is supreme and it's proven
That I'm only built for the
Link if it's
CubanI'm a pioneer,
I'm not a vet'
Last Kiss' is a
French one, it's not a peck
Movin' powder, piff and a lot of wet
You're gonna die, that's a promise not a threat
Yeah, but
I ain't with the chatterin''
Cause I'd just rather splatter them
This is a cartel gatherin', what?
Cartel Gathering - Album Version (Explicit) 歌词
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