Fly Everything
کاور آهنگ Fly Everything از Ghostface Killah

Fly Everything

Ghostface Killahs۱۳۹۸۲:۱۵

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Let's go, baby, let's go

Yo

Big Paper, skyscrapers

The black Jerry Buss, I can buy the Lakers

Fly everything

Stand on the Bentley and toast to stones in every ring

Forty helicopters with choppers, back to Medellín

Undercover task force reveals

They get chills when on the heels of a killer

Way iller with his mask off

Three stooge of these niggas

Leave 'em in the dust on the crash course

I don't even ask for the pussy, wizzes pass off

Cinco de Mayo I'm into the bayou, one hell of a bio

I live that life you could stuff in a vial

Black 590 Mossberg'll knock off you smile

Tony wrist game water like it was dipped in the Nile

40 inch cable is fatal I need a neck brace

The gold I wore'll weigh more than your table

Jameson bags of scotch, the red dot on the label

If Chi-town is Chiraq, then Staten island is Beirut

All we want's the Dead Presidents

Take measurements

You follow the old, we makin' new testaments

Supreme specimens, Wu-Tang regiments

Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence (Yo)

I probably left a couple scenes, but that's only through back exits

Mommy cryin' homie died, couldn't make it past 11

Twenty-one, 20 gun salute, bring him back in seconds

Off that juice hang 'em off the roof

How niggas send a message

We be wildin' keep that toolie on us

'Case you wanna check us

Off the line and get your homie clapped

Just for sending texts

Every spot Mr. JJ Watt, known to get them Texans

Quiet down, everybody now, God gon' send a message

It might cost you for what you worth

But you ain't life threatenin'

You ain't' runnin', just drag your feet

'Cause you ain't light steppin'

Send 'em all to come dim your lights

You gon' need a light inspection

Just give 'em a couple shots

We gonna give him light injections

I'm cleanin' these niggas messes but soon as I switch my groove

Got out and moved, these niggas became the death wish

Niggas became reckless, young, black and flexin'

Nigga (Young, black and flexin')

All we want's the Dead Presidents

Take measurements

You follow the old, we makin' new testaments

Supreme specimens, Wu-Tang regiments

Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence

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