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Tony/Montana

Ghostface Killah

Legal Hustle

2004

conditions
My riders ride on a mission for snitching
You get your back blown right out of commission
You'll be missing like them crazy Christians

you
Old school K, them bullets hit like Sonny Liston
Last year, I played the Dior 'cause I grew up Christian
God told me, "It's your time, son," I

buscarte
Y decirte par de cosas, no puedo aguantarme, yeh

Yeh
Y ahora es Christian Dior, botó las Huarache'
Ponte el pantycito Versace
'Tá cabrón, no

fuerte que yo, preparo otra rima...

Ni Calvin Klein ni Cassius Clay
Ni el Alfred de ese Michael Caine
Ni Barry White, ni Marvin Gaye
Ni Carradine de Kwai

bane
Like Crazy Dave I am insane
I am old guy I keep that 'caine

I got chased by the cops
Not gay but they on my cock
I am retard like my sock
I am

I know I got religion
I belong to the laws and crew
You see we fought when we get happy
That's the way we Christian do
Oh
(Have you been tried-)

Christians from hell
Said, "lets go to Vegas, man."
So he packed up his leather and his red beret
Into that big, bad Christian van.

Use revival meetings like

Uh-huh
The Butcher comin', nigga
Yeah, uh
(Hit-Boy)

I'm a Christian Dior shirt rocker, two Glock wearer
Only rapper that would've thrived in

No pueden enterarse
Yo se
Que por las noches tu sueñas conmigo
Y que de lo de nosotros van a preguntase
A escondidas te quitaba el uniforme
Yo nunca

socks and Louie Caine
My bitch came before we came 
Me and you is far apart 
My cars a push button start
Fucked your bitch inside a park
Avioni shirt

Burn Something

Mobb Deep

Free Agents: The Murda Mix Tape

2003

out
Them city boys that be movin' 'caine down south
I clap for dollars and scrap about it
I been around since Dappa Danns, rap vans

I'm a gorilla man,

I feel good!!!!!
Cash cash all around me money money in the bullion van
I feel go good!!!!
Cash cash all around me
Bags bags in the bullion van
I

Chris, y Jose Travieso

Soy un christian rapper rapper rapper
Rapper de por vida
Soy un christian rapper rapper rapper
Rapper de por vida

Soy de la

of joy and happiness) 
Kristian te tan (For the Christian believer)

Van arsi hnuai an (Under the star light) 
Lawm a lam in (Dance with happiness) 
Hlim

Flame
Flow Goyard, modo sport
Generar pa gastar Christian Dior
Ey, una bitch quiere más y yo quiero otra hoe
Flow Goyard, modo sport
Generar pa

rio y le digo lero lero y si vamo a 200 no le bajo yo acelero

Le tiro y me tiran su cuero
Christian chulito chulero
El nene no me pida q le frene

shit
Richie on his way home and he
Can't wait to wet shit
Back to back vans different bitches
On some neck shit
Black on black Vans laces loose fresh

Billete gastando, San Judas colgando
Y con olor a Christian Dior
Mis joyas brillando, morritas bailando
Y nunca me dicen que no

Where the baby's at?

här men var är du
Christian min vän
Vad är du min vän

on the floor
I'm not holier than thou
But I do step in that Dior
Sakreligious music I got christians knockin' at my door
Wake up count my blessins' then I thank

myself chilling looking back through my eyes
My young boys flipping Caine born in 95’
I’m grinding you could say it’s timing why I’m here
I got real gold

behave like perfect christians. We'll sing the glory of the gospel for some whiskey and a skin flick. Hallelujah. All rise. Hollow be my name. In this

of total catastrophe
This is our manifesto of Caine

Art imitates war imitates art imitates war 
Art imitates war imitates art imitates war 

I know it's

everyday
Nothing under 60
Matching louboutins
Christian's crispy
Coupe color the grey poupon
ThIs yo Bentley 
You a rare one of one
Evidently
Smoking this