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watch 'em holla - ghostface killah lyrics

[intro: ? and ghostface k!llah]
i’ve been a lot of places
the very best of everything
ayo, let these n-gg-s know how i pop off, b
i’ve been a lot of places
word up, man
then take my card, my n-gg- (yeah)
the very best of everything
say yo

[verse 1: raekwon]
he was a serpent, too many foul moves was made
no love amongst the wicked, gotta get his head severed
i caught him in miami, i was heavily armed
blew a oz. of that blue dream, i’m ready and calm
fiending just to do him dirty, already got the plan mapped out
sn-tched him up and headed back to the hideout
welcome, here’s some exercise torture
this is everyday work, ice[?] grillz with no smirch
seen him fronting with some skeezers
acting like he’s a boss with no rank [?] leader
had a b-tch with me from the island
a two-man eater slash diva, dark skin geneva
i sent her over [?] to persuade him, walked him outside
tossed him in the truck and then we slide
got to the house, tied him up, plastic on the carpet
tub full of piranhas, i threw him in and watched him [?]

[chorus: ? and ghostface k!llah]
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail) (yeah)
never the same (your hood, the gods spit the real) (yo)

[verse 2: ghostface k!llah]
[?] your receptionist, [?] pharmacist
you’re all in my face, who wanna put a [?] in it
scarface, big tourbus with the bar in it
jets with the escalator, steps with your moms in it
electric stove, she holding my gold metal
cherry chest, don’t mistake me for burt reynolds
this is baller alert, confetti falling
i look taller with works, big boss that’s [?] in the earth
keep my gun crying, i don’t mean [?]
when i say, yo, there’s so many dying
starks, second to last n-gg- on “triumph”
rob me, i’m coming with [?], no lying
step outside with that [?]
me and my team jumping off yachts in bora bora
hennessey [?], t-to’s, [?] water
motion picture, screens crack when they record us

[verse 3: masta k!lla]
it’s the same old bullsh-t, y’all respect ignorance
n-gg-s [?] with ya f-cking head with the quickness
show and prove intelligence, back about my business
as far back as i can remember, it’s been gangsta
old earth had to hustle hard to make it better
kept a nickel plated .32 behind the dresser
showed me where she kept it in case of any pressure
friends all fresher, tired of having lesser
working wasn’t working
[?] i was overtime, pockets still hurting, big decision making
knew a few jamaicans, brung me in, showed me how to win
camoflage blend, watch for the shark fin
[?] i was at the [?] cypher circling the serpent
10% selling you a dream, fiends coming to cop
i won’t stop ’til it’s got, getting there
i won’t stop ’til it’s got, getting there

[verse 4: cappadonna]
when i see that [?], i’ma give him the business
we all know he be talking to the witness
smell the foulness, he a traitor and all that
he all out of a sp-ce, put him in his place
i can’t give him the raise, i can see the devil in his face
i’m in the hood coming down the fire escape
a lot of cats can’t see me, i’m the great ape
machine gun in my hand, headed down the fire escape
yo, rae, if they dilate give ’em a seda-date
’cause tomorrow, i’ma be moving to cali
gold teeth n-gg-, bring back [?], i’m out here
pumping these motherf-cking raps, yo, [?]
show these n-gg-s what we do to the wax
hip-hop, n-gg-, don’t make me come out of my starter hat
blow all these fake n-gg-s off the face of the map
and then i’ma hit [?] call it the cartel
doing hotter sh-t, going through h-ll
police popped my homie, now it’s time to rebel
real n-gg-s, no matter what, don’t tell

[chorus: ? and ghostface k!llah]
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods spit the real)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods bail)
never the same (your hood, the gods spit the real)

- ghostface killah lyrics

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