Ghostface Killah Wu-Gambinos Lyrics

Intro:

And in our line of work we need all the help we can get
Tony Wind is the name he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
No information say yes or no
One point five million
Alright you get what you want money's no object
They're all clean no serial numbers untraceable
And there are explosive head bullets in the clip

[Raekwon Ghostface (Method)]

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo-yo, here come the cop man
Yo Starks come here, come here Sun
Come here for a minute!
Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up
s___ we gotta go to the store for more baking soda
Yo yo yo get your f___in, yo this made of glass nig!
Get your big Adidas off my moms table man!
Get the f___ off it man.
Yo just chill man, pass the Cristal man.
n____z is greedy man, d___.
Big a__ s___s.
Yo man you ain't smoking none of that weed in here man.
Chill man.

Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store man
Sup kid?
Get that baking soda.
(Yo!) Let's cut the pie five ways
(Noodles) We came off with two mil kid
Fast (Rollie Fingers, no doubt coming through)
La cosa nostra
(Johnny Blaze!)
(Lou Diamonds!)
Represent kid.
(Tony Starks)
Universal frontier
(Original blood claat bad bwoys)

Chorus: Method Man

Who come to get you? None. They want guns!
I be the first to set off s___, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one

Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze

Check it
Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties
Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty
f___ a n____ hottie, that whole p____ probably
Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real
Ain't nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you lost it
Information leakin out your faucets, hmmmmm
Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground
There's a new sheriff in town holdin it down
It's the two holster, s___ shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster
Wild in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test, hold up
Let a n____ catch his breath, we still payin dues
And the last one is death, back to the essence
With that s___ you stressin, this rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin
Isle plus my style, Criminology pays
The last times and days, Johnny f___in Blaze

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef, a.k.a. Lou Diamonds

This goes for n____z who know
Wu will grow like llello, ley no
Plus coolin in Barbados
Ricaans be givin me much s___, the dutch s___
Stay cool papi, seize it with enough s___
Back at the lab a, crack's bagged up
Yo n____z act up, what blow up the workers if they hafta
Senoritas, f___in up a storm buyin guards margaritas
Suckin his d___, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme prime n____ jail time jiggas
Them n____z up in Height figures bitin n____z
Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah
Jakes beware black rap millionaires
Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year
One eight hundred gambino n____z yeah

[Meth]
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one

Verse Three: RZA, a.k.a. Bobby Steels

Solid gold crown is shinin
Solid gold, check it Sun yo
Solid gold crown be shinin and blindin like some diamonds
I be pioneerin the style in the cloud with silver linings
Double breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
The heart the rib cage the chest and solar plexus
Castin stones, crackin two-hundred and six bones
And watch yo' a__ get blown to a sea of fire and brimstone
How dare you approach it with dim pones
The overfiend like noah bean green souls with a soldier mean
The grand exquisite imperial wizard oh is it
The Ryzarector come to pay your a__ a visit
Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the black general
Lickin shots to Davy Crockett on the bicentennial
Happen millenium two thousand microchips two shots of penicillin
goes up your adrenalin son it's time for boutin
It's a mileage resemblin n____z who like followin
Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the bottle

Verse Four: Master Killer

God steppin forth upon holy down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm under attack
So I decided to bite down on the mic
So the pain of the track won't deny the fact
That I'm the Master, for what lurks, is an expert
That hurts the individual who tries to visual-ize under
Cuz I strike, like thunder
n____z couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable
My wisdom f___s up your respiratorial
Systems are fractured by the killa tactics
Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my vicinity
Is three hundred and sixty degrees of humidity
Represent the school of hard knocks and glocks my
Clan is hoss and got mad moss for blocks so
Feel the force of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I attack the track
From the blind side of the pack, Starks pass the chrome
Watch a n____ get blown out his m____fuckin dome
piece, deceased, laid to rest

Chorus

Verse Five: Ghostface Killer, a.k.a. Tony Starks

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move give me room
Holdin up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom
Full moons make me howl like a wolf outta breath
Sold only new vocal cords I heard Genius on Gef
So step back, to the lab at, high velocity
My teammate, enhance cells well like a pharmacy
f___ horado pablos plan growas bravo
Goodfellas we know, best sellas become novels
The man rockin head bands, silk scarves and jams
Early 80's british rock, playboys, mocks, and shams
The laser beam vocalist does well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me s_____ ice right outta Tiffany's
Remember them kids that came off with 8 million
Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in royal pavillions
Them flower heads must have been stupid
Tell me how the f___ black n____z get caught wit all that loot kid
That's jet money, undaground money
Submarines and rings too bad you f___ed up dummies

Cosa cosa, come on...