Ghostface Killah Theodore(feat Trife Twiz Lyrics

Theodore(feat Trife Twiz Lyrics

[Intro: Twiz (Ghostface Killah)]

 Generals on deck, what's up, son?

 (Yeah, yeah, yeah... come on!)

 Salut this (Library shit)

 (Rock the belt, uh-huh, you know what time it is)

 They understand and support us

 (I ain't goin' out) Theodore (Uh-huh!)

 

 [Ghostface Killah]

 Eh-yo!

 Stark edition, rock Christian's

 The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission

 Slick taste of lace, I done smacked New York City

 The four-fifty went poppin' when he tried to dip me

 Balled out in bingo halls, reported skiied out in jury duty

 Judge Judy, big groupie bitch blew me, Beigen rush Cuffies

 Blast the last uzi, ship me to Africa, right? I share rubies

 Due to the night up on my behalf

 I threw the shotti in the glass so I could have a double bash

 Duffle pass, couples, teamed with the knuckle clash, fast

 Rain, hail, snow, sleet, still bust that ass

 Uppercut, bad, you in the grass slumped out and ya faggot-ass man hauled
ass

 Slammed body in the G-Y-M, G-Y-N'

 Love Doctor in the hood, fucked bitches, all their friends

 So, yo...

 

 [Chorus: Ghostface Killah (sung)]

 Party people, you're the reason we're here

 Cuz we love the game and our music is projects

 So, so, yo, hello! Makin' sure y'all still there

 On stage here tonight be the almighty Theodore Click

 

 [Trife]

 Yeah! Yeah... yo!

 I'm a little dude but I hold guns the size of Europe

 Y'all niggas is sweet like pancakes with extra syrup

 Whatever y'all put up, I double that

 Stapleton is where I hustle at, 2-12 is where I bubble at

 Yeah, I'm talkin' money-wise, you funny guys

 I'm quick to yolk you up like eggs that's cooked sunny-side

 Catch me at the honey hive, runnin' the strip

 Gun on the hip, posted for hours, slingin' dope and power

 Culture power, throwin' nitros, lettin' the pipes blow

 Got remote control cars and they're not made by Tyco

 This the Theodore, drunk off Smirnoff

 Bit ya ear off, therefore, the drama is what I'm here for

 From the block to the stage

 I represent for those, locked in the cage

 'Til I'm dropped in the graves, every line I spit, is like a, shot from the
gauge

 Move accordingly, even when I'm actin' disorderly

 

 [Chorus - minus last 2 lines]

 

 [Twiz]

 Who you wit?

 See? See? Yo!

 I'm a Don, dead form, look upon Ezekials

 To the generals in my click, there'll be no sequels

 Them hot ones'll crease, the vultures'll feast you

 The loved ones will shiest you, gorillas will beast you

 Just served fiends walkin' up the block yawnin'

 Late night game, damn, forgot I got a warrant

 Got in, laid down, then start snorin'

 P-O kickin' ya door in, 4 in the mornin'

 You blockin' my lane-lane like John Stockton

 With the uttermost disrespect just like, Bernard Hopkins

 Simply, it's PC within the verse

 See we could be peoples later, in business, Money Comes First (First)

 

 [Chorus]