Ghostface Killah - Man Up lyrics
rate me(feat. Trife Da God, Solomon Childs & Sun God)<br />
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Trife Da God)]<br />
Where the DJ's at? (Yeah) that's right<br />
What's the deal y'all? (Theodore, nigga)<br />
Theodore's in the building, Staten Island stand up<br />
(That's right, Gatten Island) Word up<br />
(I'm like Ray Charles, nigga<br />
Pay me my motherfuckin' bread in singles)<br />
That's what I'm try'nna tell ya, it's real<br />
(Heard me) Big Tone Starks in the building, now, come on<br />
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[Chorus 2X: Trife Da God (Solomon Childs)]<br />
(Man up) Somebody gon' get laid down<br />
(Man up) Whether music or four pounds<br />
(Man up) Ain't no need to know me well<br />
We can get the drama popping, homey, I won't tell<br />
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[Trife Da God]<br />
This is my year, eating like a baby in a high chair<br />
Fly gear, versace eye wear, we the pioneers<br />
I fuck bitches sipping on dry beer<br />
Only rock Timbs and Air Forces, yo, oc', give me like 5 years<br />
Fresh out the box with it, Chicago Sox fitted<br />
Uh, if the product is banging, first hit the block with it<br />
Set the drug charges and my criminal formula<br />
O-5 black suburban straight from General Motors<br />
Walk through give the niggaz the shoulder<br />
Just fucked this bitch on the sofa<br />
Twisted the chocha, me'll flip on the culture<br />
Had the bird niggaz shittin' in peels, clippin' your tail<br />
Let the four-five kiss ya, as I'm liftin' your bail<br />
Put a hundred wolves on you, have them pick up the trail<br />
While I'm in the honeycomb, weighing bricks on the scale<br />
Sippin' old M.A., me and my protege's, cause even on the coldest day<br />
Your boy stil shine, giving off solar rays<br />
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[Chorus 2X]<br />
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[Ghostface Killah]<br />
What you know about stepping out heavy, Just' jewels, no crew hurry<br />
My inside pants leg, I'm packing like two machetes<br />
One ratchet, two gloves and a mask<br />
Jumping out of green rover, niggaz ballin' me down<br />
That's when I reached over, figured they ain't go no matters<br />
Young boys round here, they don't know my status<br />
And niggaz looking for a full time jack move<br />
But they don't know, that these blades here, crack dudes<br />
Give it to 'em quick, something like fast food<br />
Take a nigga gun, like 'you gonna blast who?'<br />
Cinderella girl frontin' in them glass shoes<br />
Homo thug bitch ass nigga, I'll smash you<br />
You mad, cause you rockin' the shit bag<br />
Smellin' like piss, when it popped your click ran<br />
You fucking with powerful niggaz, devour your business<br />
It ain't gravy, you pussy niggaz, you the Avon lady, fuck you<br />
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[Chorus 2X]<br />
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[Sun God]<br />
Niggaz better stay in they place<br />
Cuz when I stash the plastic mask on, leave a hole in your face<br />
Who this young dude holding the weight<br />
Got every drug from dope to bud, even small package your face<br />
Niggaz bam, look God in the face, can't look in my eyes<br />
I tell you why, cause this thing on my waist<br />
Bread and butter, got it all for sale, and I'm duckin' the cops<br />
On every block, I ain't going to jail<br />
I ain't the type that'll rot in the cell<br />
Never talk or fist fight, with drama, I'll be popping these shells<br />
Hit your chest and your flesh get, hotter than hell<br />
Them hollow tips make it hard to inhale, you not worthy<br />
Vest and a white tees, and throwback jerseys<br />
Julius Irvings, black suburban<br />
Twisted off one-five-one, my whips swerving<br />
Try'nna see that chips, full clips, no splurging<br />
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[Chorus 2X]<br />
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[Outro: Ghostface Killah]<br />
That's right, yeah, another Theodore production<br />
Yeah, Anthony Acid on the beats, y'all<br />
Ones and twos y'all, yeah, that's right<br />
Big Ghost in the building, Staten Island in the mother-f'ing building<br />
Nigga, yeah, man up, bitch...
