260 (Explicit) - Ghostface Killah/Raekwon

Lyrics by：Robert Diggs/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods

Composed by：Robert Diggs/Dennis Coles/Corey Woods

Cat I got to take him off of here that's right

I got to take him off of here

'Cause there's only one and that's me

You understand 'fore all that fighting you understand

That sucka think he good that sucka

Think he can whoop me

And I know he can't whoop me I

Ay boy the n***a whole style is chump

You understand

Let me get mines first

Then after I get mines you can do

What you want to do

Scandalous

Yeah miraculous the arsonists

Yo kicked down the door in the spot 260

2L I heard they had O's for sale

I heard the same s**t money drive a burgundy whip

Keep a low fade license plates engraved paid

Where's the cat from think he's from new Jerusalem

Pretty Rick did his thing for him but he was using him

Boss sun's younger physical you know the God

He go with tip the one who called lover of God

Why equality self I know the master Allah now

It's time to get the God you and blow like mines

But on the low I heard he got born original sent

Back in a drive-through Kentucky fried shot up his AC

We got to get him dunn aliens is snatching our bread

UFOs moving in with bigger plans than feds yo

Knock on daddy-O's door get the scope

He's not home he took Ishmael to park slope

There go the the dreads yo swindle two bags of that skunk

That get you crashed out had you laid out like bums

Peace Kiana what's up with your girlfriend Wanda

She drive a cream Honda with legs like jane fonda

I just left her she took Regine to pathmark then

Jetted to canal to get her man some clarks

She should be back in ninety minutes ghostface

God forbid she safe BCW was watching the kids

Two hours later scheming like deniro in casino

Son better have more coke than Al Pacino

Kiana ain't telling no lies last year

She did a sting and a half

With Tymeek bought him a aircraft

But anyway yo daddy-O home

We need the shotties nid-ow

When we get back throw you a thid-ou

Later that night stay mesmerized yo

Go get the green 5 meet you

On the corner of now why

You ready you got the EJ and the machete

We going upstairs I hope one n***a is heavy

We walked in both of us looked like terrorists

Masks on second floor dun yo I handle this

Kick in the crib the whole s**t looked graphical

Natural f**king a white b***h actual

Fiends chanting do your thing chef handle it

I shot him in the neck it ricocheted and hit Carolyn

Ran to the back analyzing much disguising

Surprise is coming in their eyes and tranquilizing

Bugging throwing the twin cousins at his nugget f**k it

Meet shottie waddy slug body hobby

Where the *** where the ounces you be bouncing

Fake cats announcing on the block you lounging

Where the blow at I ain't got s**t stop fronting

Yo chef throw the joint in his mouth

Money'll stop stunting

B***h hold that pit before I push your wig back

Chef stop waving that show him where the paper at

Come here Valerie you know the God he need a salary

Put down the pipe here's two tickets to a coke gallery

It's in the kitchen in the ceiling

Baby girl kept squealing

Only found a white block of cheese from New Zealand

Ohhh s**t yo yo where that s**t at yo

Yo chef where that s**t what