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Ghostface Killah
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Outta Town Sh*t [Clean]
I'm six foot two and a half with shoes on make it three even
Been shot but I'm still breathing
Sent **** back to Pittsburgh
With they necks wrapped up no lie
See that's what happens when slugs fly
Doves cry when a thug dies, it might rain if you're a love guy
Glocks we tote 'em in belong pawn shops where we resold 'em
And going in we let the fiends hold 'em
Fake aliases, no driver's license or socials
But we cold cheek ****, so many **** left the clerk speechless
Outdoors my **** is dirty
Rollin' smoke in the back seat sippin' orange juice
Bumping Blackstreet, suede wallets, Wallabees
Pea soup Clarks, music blastin', laughin' with the whip in park
Bodies for lunch, they eat those
Old school **** is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin'
Hey man it's rough outside, crack heads is buyin' all night
Handguns is necessary **** around you might lose your life
Anywhere in and outta Town B, the same in every hood it's so real
That you gotta be on your grizzly if not then you might get pideeled
Like one day right over a powerful dice game in Minnesota
We hit the mall up for kicks
Slid, in other words bounce, tip the chauffeur
To get that cheddar cheese back we lost from earlier
Get back the dices shaking, stretching my arm like Troy Aikman
What's in the bank? **** what? Twelve grand bowl 'em
No little **** on the floor roll 'em
That's what I do
Six 'em girls, hit his kicks, I'm a still show that mother**** he fish
Pound cake, beat that bitch, holy smoke! I admire your roll
Two fours and a five, they all applause and he smiled
But confident me, yeah I threw my twelve on the ground
Grab the dice, blew on 'em
Passed off the other thirty five dollar doin' 'em
**** move shoot 'em, what's that? You roll a five?
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Twenty or better y'all, I'm taking all side bets! Everybody spread out!
Watch the magic number that my pretty hand let out
My first roll was one two four, picked 'em up
Somebody screamed out, ‽Tony Starks headed for the dust off!â€
I'm like hell no I'm headed for the gun store
Punch you in your mother**** face like Spongebob
Watched his face when he aced, the place got quiet
Bowled like twenty forty times, my arm got tired
Couldn't hit a point, not even a deuce
Took a swig of my man's goose anything just to give me a damn boost
Then out came a wonderful six, holy ****! Stack that ****
Yo Trife Dies snatch that **** cream quick
That was one one six, one sixteen point C
And I don't care about no mother**** Royce Green
He pulled out, he pointed at me, I pointed at him
My main man pointed at them, they pulled their guns out
And pointed at him and crazy shells they coming in
Hey man it's rough outside, crack heads is buyin' all night
Handguns is necessary **** around you might lose your life
Anywhere in and outta town B, the same every hood it's so real
That you gotta be on your grizzly if not then you might get pideeled
This just in, breaking news, today in Downtown Minnesota
A tragic shootout occurred at 5:23 pm, an alleged witness says
Things went haywire over a dice game, two black males were shot
In their buttocks leaving one critically wounded
Two others were pronounced dead on the crime scene
At a nearby hospital, three New York men are recovering
In stable condition but are being held
Under police supervision at this time
For on the spot coverage, Theodore TV
This is Dusty Williams signing off
Now back to Tony Starks
Already in progress
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