Ghostface Killah - Outta Town Shit Lyrics
I'm Six Foot Two And A HalfWith Shoes On Make It Three EvenBeen Shot But I'm Still BreathingSent Niggaz Back To PittsburghWith They Necks Wrapped Up No LieSee That's What Happens When Slugs FlyDoves Cry When A Thug DiesIt Might Rain If You're A Love GuyGlocks We Tote 'em In Belong Pawn Shops Where We Resold 'emAnd Going In We Let The Fiends Hold 'emFake Aliases, No Driver's License Or SocialsBut We Cold Cheek Shit, So Many Hammers Left The Clerk SpeechlessOutdoors My Niggaz Is DirtyRollin' Smoke In The Back Seat Sippin' Orange JuiceBumping Blackstreet, Suede Wallets, WallabeesPea Soup Clarks, Music Blastin', Laughin' With The Whip In ParkBodies For Lunch, They Eat ThoseOld School Guns Is Like Old Albums, Clean 'em And They Keep Goin'[chorus]Hey Man It's Rough OutsideCrack Heads Is Buyin' All NightHandguns Is Necessary***** Around You Might Lose Your LifeAnywhere In And Outta Town BThe Same Every Hood It's So RealThat You Gotta Be On Your GrizzlyIf Not Then You Might Get PideeledLike One Day Right Over A Powerful Dice Game In MinnesotaWe Hit The Mall Up For KicksSlid, In Other Words Bounce, Tip The ChauffeurTo Get That Cheddar Cheese Back We Lost From EarlierGet Back The Dices Shaking, Stretching My Arm Like Troy AikmanWhat's In The Bank? Nigga What? Twelve Grand Bowl 'emNo Little Shit On The Floor Roll 'emThat's What I Do (sounds Of Dice Shaking)Six 'em Girls, Hit His KicksI'm A Still Show That Mother*****er He FishPound Cake, Beat That *****Holy Smoke! I Admire Your RollTwo Fours And A Five, They All Applause And He SmiledBut Confident Me, Yea I Threw My Twelve On The GroundGrab The Dice, Blew On 'emPassed Off The Other Thirty Five Thou, I'm Doin' 'emNigga Move Shoot 'em, What's That? You Roll A Five?Twenty Or Better Y'all, I'm Taking All Side Bets! Everybody Spread Out!Watch The Magic Number That My Pretty Hand Let OutMy First Roll Was One Two Four, Picked 'em UpSomebody Screamed Out, "tony Starks Headed For The Dust Off!"I'm Like Hell No I'm Headed For The Gun StorePunch You In Your Mother*****in' Face Like SpongebobWatched His Face When He Aced, The Place Got QuietBowled Like Twenty Forty Times, My Arm Got TiredCouldn't Hit A Point, Not Even A DeuceTook A Swig Of My Man's GooseAnything Just To Give Me A Damn BoostThen Out Came A Wonderful SixHoly Shit! Stack That ShitYo Trife Dies Snatch That *****in' Cream QuickThat Was One One Six, One Sixteen Point CAnd I Don't Care About No Mother*****in' Royce GreenHe Pulled Out, He Pointed At Me, I Pointed At HimMy Main Man Pointed At ThemThey Pulled Their Guns Out And Pointed At HimAnd Crazy Shells They Was Coming In[chorus]Hey Man It's Rough OutsideCrack Heads Is Buyin' All NightHandguns Is Necessary***** Around You Might Lose Your LifeAnywhere In And Outta Town BThe Same Every Hood It's So RealThat You Gotta Be On Your GrizzlyIf Not Then You Might Get Pideeled[outro]This Just In, Breaking NewsToday In Downtown Minnesota, A Tragic Shootout Occurred At 5:23 PmAn Alleged Witness Says Things Went Haywire Over A Dice GameTwo Black Males Were Shot In Their ButtocksLeaving One Critically WoundedTwo Others Were Pronounced Dead On The Crime SceneAt A Nearby Hospital, Three New York Men Are RecoveringIn Stable Condition But Are Being Held Under Police Supervision At This TimeFor On The Spot CoverageTheodore Tv, This Is Dusty Williams Signing OffNow Back To Tony Starks Already In Progress
