Pistol Smoke-Ghostface Killah/Solomon Childs

[00:00.00] 作词 : Dennis Coles/Walbert Dale [00:00.05] 作曲 : Danny Caiazzo [00:00.10]Intro: Ghostface Killah [00:03.59]Yo, yeah [00:05.88]Verse 1: Ghostface Killah [00:07.81]You can get clapped in the deadly hall [00:09.81]Where the killers skate off in the clean G Wagen, all gray [00:13.07]Chain swingin', the god-gods was tried for 'meanors [00:15.73]Gucci, last thing they seen hittin' the cement [00:18.19]The fxxk y'all standing around for [00:20.38]Watch my reels, I make scripts off strips like, "Hold on, strip" [00:24.03]I don't care what he say, how many guns he got [00:26.53]Just ask your mans about my flicks [00:28.88]Movies, gruesome, bombs, we boofed it [00:31.58]Rikers Island, that phone got bodies on it, true sh1t [00:34.33]A click, two sticks, it'll cost you, baby [00:36.90]That's two pin joints if I lost you, baby [00:39.48]Yeah, I'm back, we can go bar for bar [00:42.10]Tie hands together with the aux, go scar for scar [00:44.69]Go 'head and act up, injuries gon' add up [00:47.71]Walkin' out the ER like a mummy, all wrapped up [00:50.46]Come on board, shooters, we hirin' [00:53.00]Scarface bald head n1ggas, we admire them [00:55.64]Rumor has it a lot of frauds got flaws on 'em [00:58.33]See a lot of Madea in n1ggas, wrong drawers on 'em [01:01.43] [01:02.44]Chorus: Solomon Childs [01:03.40]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked (Right) [01:06.12]Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) [01:08.70]Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) [01:11.41]And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr) [01:14.04]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [01:16.72]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [01:19.37]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [01:22.01]And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke [01:24.18]Verse 2: Ghostface Killah [01:24.74]I held 'em up like a pair of crutches [01:27.08]Had 'em all in a jam like I ran with Smuckers [01:30.22]Cops, sirens, paparazzis over hot bodies [01:33.58]Headshots in the Maserati [01:35.58]Don't wrap that n1gga, no Polo sheets [01:37.75]Keep it discrete, I told that n1gga he'd be dead in a week [01:40.76]His b1tch told me where he rest, where he keep his cheese [01:43.40]He got a stashbox in the wheel in both his V's [01:46.25]I got forty-seven ******* connects out in Monaco [01:48.84]Top of the line, these coke chefs made the honor roll [01:51.74]And that's the reason I don't fxxk with ******s [01:54.22]Twenty-one guns that go savage [01:56.09]Seventy nuns that tote smoke in the old baggage [01:58.92]Whatever I see, I grab it [02:00.04]You get the message like it's all in a tablet [02:02.22]You straight b1tch like Tiff Haddish [02:04.26]Hustle grands like Tip Harris [02:05.87]The whole hood drop like a miscarriage [02:08.29] [02:09.46]Chorus: Solomon Childs [02:10.04]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked (Right) [02:12.77]Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) [02:15.38]Many legs I broke (Right), many necks I choked (Right) [02:17.93]And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr) [02:20.67]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [02:23.24]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [02:25.97]Many legs I broke, many necks I choked [02:28.66]And if provoked, I let the pistol smoke (Brr)