lirik lagu meth · ghost · rae - it’s that wu shit
[verse 1: ghostface k!llah]
yo, most of the time, yo, i’m fl!cked up
stepping out the crib like i’m sixed up, don’t get it mixed up
even if i’m shaking your hand, i’m still gripped up
with two spots left, yeah, we still bricked up
trees pine, gleem no seed, young boys feeling they self, they must be on e’s
me? i stay yachted out, boating on oceans
he banging my old chick, and he mad open
think i smell the goons, they been business since the tunnel days
shanks out, they ready to move
somebody yelled out ‘ballin’
in two seconds, lord, they was up on ’em
that boy should of slowed down, baby
now what we gon’ tell his lady
jaw on the floor, looking all crazy
a lot of vicks been going down in here, lately
[interlude: kevin “kc” cossom]
in 2012, the dj is still recognized as the crowd controller
the record breaking, keep the bottles popping and all the -ss shaking
[chorus: ghostface k!llah]
it’s that wu sh-t, it’s that movement
it’s the wu sh-t in the house
[verse 2: ghostface k!llah]
yo, should i talk about all the jewels i wore on my neck
while you had to tuck your little sh-t in out of respect
i’m a don, rebel out of staten island projects
i dare ya’ll to come in my projects
leave with no head, no neck
you thought i was flex, the way i bombed the set
in the hallway, banger house, smelling like cake
tongueing b-tches down, most of them got scr-ped
watch how i move the crowd, i’mma make ’em, make ’em clap to this
no sh-t, no doubt
two shots of hennessy, ladies want goose
earlier them fronting n-ggas, now they want a truce
mami got a bubble in her jimmy choo shoe
when i go and kick it, she’s a goodie two-shoe?
yeah, right, daddy got bread
like j. holiday, i wanna put you to bed
tell me your girlfriends, kicks, don’t let it go to your head
walking around in your cheap -ss threads
get away from me, stinky
[chorus: ghostface k!llah]
it’s that wu sh-t, it’s that movement
it’s the wu sh-t in the house
[verse 3: method man]
yeah, yo, i spit lines from the rubble room
bottom line, i kick mines, like a mother’s womb
i’m, still in my prime, f-ck them other dudes
no biting’s the rule, but we can eat each other’s food
flash a camera at the all time great
single handing increase new york’s crime rate
that’s why i love it in the empire state
the city where your fat -ss can still find weight
but ya’ll ain’t getting it, the game is different
and in the recession, a lot of veterans is quitting it
every day i’m living it, your boy got blunts
fighting after school, a lot of ya’ll got jumped
staten island, bruh, ratchet under my coat, potato silencer
and we silencing that, just every day challenge us
check a n-gga out of respect, i’m spectacular, this the m-ssacre
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