Ghostface Killah

Ghostface Killah - Event lyrics

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(feat. Trife Da God)<br />

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[Trife Da God]<br />

You wouldn't believe (what) what just happened to Steve<br />

He got bagged up town with a brick in his sleeve<br />

Plus an asshole full of dimes, so when he see the judge<br />

You know he gon' get an asshole full of time<br />

Linebacker numbers, no distracting this hunger<br />

And they was watching 'em for damn near, half of the summer<br />

It's a shame how that boy that bagged, right on the Ave<br />

One four-fifth, d's was hopping out yellow cabs<br />

Guns drawned, told 'em get on the floor, gave 'em a run for the money<br />

And in the process he dished the raw<br />

Had the whole precint on him, cops sleeping on him<br />

Them faggot ass rednecks started beating on him<br />

Usually roll with a pitch in his fifth, or heat is on him<br />

Was a risk, but the nigga insist, he keep it on him<br />

It's a fucked up world we live in, for all my niggaz been maxed in, in prison<br />

Going back to the system<br />

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[Chorus 2X: Trife Da God]<br />

The moral of the story is there ain't one<br />

This is just a tale, take a look at this picture, I'm try'nna paint one<br />

Go into my mind, and see what you'll find<br />

Events that all took place once upon a time<br />

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[Trife Da God]<br />

They say I'm grimey, but I'm cool as shit<br />

I show you how to use a bitch, to move a brick<br />

Half a kilo stashed in the uteris<br />

Don't gotta say a word, she observe when I move my lips<br />

She don't sit when she piss, she 'stand up' like Ludacris<br />

My bitch, she'll shoot a snitch, quick fast in a hurry<br />

And then she'll hop her ass on the Ferry<br />

Push the pedal to the metal, pumping gas in the Chevy<br />

Hit my whole team off, serving ass in the telly<br />

And she ride for a nigga, like Kobe's wife<br />

This is Trife, no comparison to Obie Trice<br />

And when she bark, man, that's only right<br />

Cuz she be starting a flick, starving for dick, on her lonely nights<br />

But Tone told me to play it close, before she leave a player broke<br />

He seen her in Medina with Katrina stealing baby coats<br />

Her pops got money, this shit is worth eighty notes<br />

She nineteen and fiend for 'Ice Cream' like Rae and Ghost<br />

Good girl, or bad girl, nigga, they all the same<br />

See it's not how you fuck 'em, it's how you teach 'em the game<br />

You can shape and mold 'em, but you sure can't control 'em<br />

They have you dealing with six, going through the emotions<br />

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[Chorus 2X]<br />

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[Outro: Trife Da God]<br />

Yeah, niggaz, know what I mean<br />

Trife Diesel, Starks Enterprise, Emile on the track<br />

Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers, Theodore Unit<br />

T.M.F. in the house, word up

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