Testo Three Bricks - Ghostface Killah feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Raekwon
Testo della canzone Three Bricks (Ghostface Killah feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Raekwon), tratta dall'album Fishscale (Expanded Edition)
We run the city
Today's agenda: got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges
I got these kids in Ranges to leave them niggas brainless
All they tote is stainless, you just remain as
Calm as possible, make the deal go through
If not, here's twelve shots, we know how you do
Please make your killings clean, slugs up in between
Their eyes like "True Lies", kill 'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream, or else
Your life is on the shelf, we mean this, Frank
The cats we fuckin' with put bombs in your mom's gas tank
Let's get this money, baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn 'em with dirty.380's
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got gats that blow the wall out
Clear the mall out, fuck the fallout
Word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin' real, here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five apiece
Enough to cop a six, buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capisce?
Everybody gettin' C.R.E.A.M., no one considered a leech
Think about it now, that's damn near one-point-five
I kill 'em all, I'll be set for life
Frank, pay attention, these motherfuckers is henchmen
Renegades, if you die they still get paid
Extra probably, fuck a robbery
I'm the boss, promise you won't rob 'em
I promise, but of course you know I had my fingers crossed
Niggas got to die, if I go, they got to go
Niggas got to die, let a hundred shots float
Niggas got to die, 'cause it's all up in the scrolls
Catch a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
If I go, they got to go
Niggas got to die, let a hundred shots float
Niggas got to die, 'cause it's all up in the scrolls
Catch a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
We up in the lab, two Spanish, one Arab lady
Layin' on the bed, lookin' like a drag
Had the pillow cuffed, lookin' at me and Frank, her grill was rough
Who would ever think she'd rather do us up?
But that's the business, back to the sitch
On these Puerto Rican kids with pistols
Doin' sign language, twitchin' noses
Ask 'em where the money at, yo where the coke at, papi?
We could do this all day, yo y'all both whack
They pulled out, one of my dunn soldiers was wound up
They snuck up on him, put the tool up in his mouth
Walked him up in the crib, big move, but they grabbed the kid
Had the shotty on my beehive, my wig
And yo they took me to the bathroom, started up the chainsaw
Yo, you gon' talk or see your brains on the floor
That's when six to seven masked men came in blastin', yo
All I heard was "Frank, Lexi get the raw"
Niggas got to die, if I go, they got to go
Niggas got to die, let a hundred shots float
Niggas got to die, 'cause it's all up in the scrolls
Catch a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
If I go, they got to go
Niggas got to die, let a hundred shots float
Niggas got to die, 'cause it's all up in the scrolls
Catch a body on the bridge, three bricks, live kid
Listen to my man, nigga
Bleed just like us, believe my pipe bust
If he holdin' the right amount of cheese, I might rush
The spot, up early in the mornin', kick the door in
Waved the four in, fuck the brawlin', this Tony for the stallin'
And all I see is dollar signs, here's the bottom line
Either, give up the product or get shot up with a brolic nine
Invest figures to address niggas
Workin' out, all I curl is my index finger
Got a safe that hold more notes than Cortex singers
My work is move trays, serve 'em up like gourmet dinners
When it comes to cuttin' that coke, who got the best trimmers?
Edward Scissorhands them grams, nigga, respect winners
I got them big spenders comin' through hourly
Competition, we knock 'em out the box powerfully
Still drop a ill verse, on the D.I., me
You might be gone, but the legacy is B.I.G., nigga
Yo, I think they tryin' to do somethin', man
I don't know what it is
But we gon' go in there and handle this business, man
Straight up, y'knahmean?
It's goin' down
Let's go handle this, man
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Combs, Christopher Wallace, Dennis Coles, Corey Todd Woods, Anthony Hester, Nashiem Sa-allah Myrick, Carlos Daronde Broady
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