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consequence, rick ross & ghostface killah - blood stain iii lyrics

[intro: consequence, ghostface k!llah]
this is 1+9+2
we bring the stars out
y’all ready for blood stain iii?
you a superstar in the hood (uh+uh+uh)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood
you a superstar in the hood
yo, 1+2
you already know what’s up
i got the legend with me, ghostface

[verse 1: ghostface k!llah]
yo, ayo, elegance
water on top of water
drip+like tears running off of your daughter
diamonds is husky
bulldog growling with fangs, plus i’m a shooter like i’m outta kentucky
sophisticated wine collection
multiple leg shots if you running for your next election
i’m back like i’m closing the blinds
scholars require when i retire, i belong in the shrine
i roll with cheese like a gucci exhibit, mario puzo
catch me at the bakery, coke deals
the scales on the fish look like little pieces of paint chips
federal bureaus seat my pounds at my euros
tribe reduced me to zero, confiscated dineros
when talk about my slice of the pie, it’s not zeroes
millions stashed in the wall behind the scarface mural
[verse 2: rick ross]
been a fly n+gga, call it pre+check
been a hitta n+gga, you can be next
d+ck riding in the hamptons, where ya keys at?
lil’ soldier, game over, this a reset
if you never lost, n+gga, bet your catalogs
’cause all the twitter talk shotty, man, this avatar
dapper dan camouflage at the mosque
farrakhan type of don, just for the cause
chuck d., you p+ssy n+ggas into me
one reason, send ’em up to ebenezer
tall palm trees, i can see the sun
b.i.g. lookin’ down on me, sayin’ “he the one” (huh)
pause for the cause ’til i go to mars
then she hit me with the sauce, how i beat the charge?
how i’m switching up the flows? make a toast
teflon don definitely make the most

[hook: consequence]
you a superstar in the hood (uh+uh+uh)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood
you a superstar in the hood
you a superstar in the hood (uh+uh+uh)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood
[verse 3: jim jones]
what’s poppin’, blood?
it’s g.o.o.d. music
what’s poppin’, blood?
we off really ’bout to lose it
big dog, the whip got a roof but i couldn’t lose it
instead i lack substance, i been making hood music
reversing while i’m conversing in this convertible whip
it ain’t rehearsal when we get on that murdering sh+t
flame broil up beef like we passin’ out burgers and sh+t
hear this sh+t [?] the whip
there’s levels to this sh+t so we gonna take it to the mets
flying up atlantics like we racing on the track
or i’m at the barbecue with paper plates on the back
rise to the point [?] to that n+gga
ace to the stack

[verse 4: 38 spesh]
now what i don’t do is beef with family
as lil’ cuz told “don’t bring ’em,mammy”
y’all outside looking weak in [?]
n0body know you, how you need some candy?
n+ggas sweet like berries, peach, and cherries
violate me and get beat severely
i ain’t gonna lie, man, the streets is scary
gotta stay away from police, meat, and dairy, huh
we had the drop, got robbed for his rollie while leaving the spot
how ya eat here beefin’ with opps?
you should watch what ya eat now, n+gga, now we gonna eat with ya watch, huh
y’all sk!lls is basic
when y’all got deals we was building patience
sh+t get real, we don’t squeal in cases
put slugs in ya grill like a meal replacement, mo’f+cka
[hook: consequence]
you a superstar in the hood (uh+uh+uh)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood
you a superstar in the hood
you a superstar in the hood (uh+uh+uh)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood (let’s go)
you a superstar in the hood

[verse 5: consequence]
when i was thirty+eight, i was 38 spesh
now everyday we hustlin’, what else would you expect?
a year before that i met jimmy in the sack
when dame and bings had us flying on the jets
and years before that [?] wouldn’t laugh
when ghostface thought that bone thugs was from the west
and being part of quest rode around with a vest ‘cuz mariah carey had a ex+husband upset
and these are gut checks that must be told
the leather cut checks later down the road
see jay been told me yo [?]
if ain’t bout the money then that friends gotta go
and snoop been told me don’t trust these hoes
or you can end up in those rumors when you touch these hoes
for guys like me, this is life or death
so if you real like i’m real you can provide the rest

- consequence rick ross ghostface killah lyrics

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