cape fear - ghostface killah & fat joe lyrics
[intro: ghostface k!llah & (?)]
a*yo, who that? (man, i don’t know)
who that n*gga behind the car? in the black hood
(who? that n*gga? yo f*ck that n*gga tone)
i told ’em it can be shaky out here, n*gga
(i got you, n*gga) move, move!
i take you ass in a house
ain’t enough room to shake out here
(that’s a warning, n*gga) word!
this sh*t is mines
[chorus: harl3y]
like man, these n*ggas say they with it man
like how you trappin’ but you in a house
if you n*ggas keep on yapping, man
bet them sh*lls’ll be in your mouth
like n*ggas said he from the best side (best side)
tone starks, i’m from s.i. (s.i.)
and got some n*ggas from the west side
keep on playin’, we be in ya house
[verse 1: ghostface k!llah]
my crew flying [?] with cream color walls
snake gets floor mat, rich n*ggas pulling off
jewellery so heavy dog, that’s why i pop tylenol
cargo coke come through, dough bought ’em all
full link furs, russian hats from berlin
two*tone wallows, the cranberry dyed, i swirl it
come on your block like n*ggas be waving sticks like merlin
dominican flacko, n*ggas in long*sleeved shirt and
just mo’ money, the floor model looking so ugly
88 daddy kane gumby with a low rugby
b*tches wanna rub my belly like “ghost you so chubby”
“b*tch, i been out in amsterdam getting dope money”
boat money, submarine, ice, stay afloat money
ben’ll k!ll one of you n*ggas, so don’t provoke money
why!? i’m going all the way up
on my joe sh*t, blowing loud low on the cut
[chorus: harl3y]
like man, these n*ggas say they with it man
like how you trappin’ but you in a house
if you n*ggas keep on yapping, man
bet them sh*lls’ll be in your mouth
like n*ggas said he from the best side (best side)
tone starks, i’m from s.i. (s.i.)
and got some n*ggas from the west side
keep on playin’, we be in ya house
[verse 2: fat joe (ghostface k!llah)]
feds still trippin’, tryna bag me on a coke case
copped so many bentleys, now they callin’ me the ghostface
rollie presidential with the gold face
send them k!llers to your door, n*gga, postmates
contributions to the murder rate
we been toe taggin’ motherf*ckers since the purple tape
styles told me to go green to keep calm
so i walked to philippe chow, ordered the green prawns
free my n*ggas with cars in they garages
louis v, versace and gucci in the carpets
i brought them things back from mexico
flexin’ in the tunnel, that fentanyl and perico
you know joe, then the sh*t lopsided
came with that drip, you can go rock climbin’
(go rock climbing, new louis vuitton diamonds
me and cartagena, it’s two of new york’s finest)
[chorus: harl3y]
like man, these n*ggas say they with it man
like how you trappin’ but you in a house
if you n*ggas keep on yapping, man
bet them sh*lls’ll be in your mouth
like n*ggas said he from the best side (best side)
tone starks, i’m from s.i. (s.i.)
and got some n*ggas from the west side
keep on playin’, we be in ya house
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