Gravel Pit歌词

1 2 1 2 yo check this out
It's the jump off right now
I want everybody
To put your work down
Put your guns down
And report to the pit the gravel pit
Leave your problems at home
Leave your children at home
We gon' take it back underground
I be Bobby Boulders
Wu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one time
It's the jump off
So just jump off my *****
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling

Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go against the grain
If you can't handle it
Ha holla cross from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse
Off course (off course)
Follow me Wu-Tang gotta be
The best thing
Since stocks in Clark Wallabees
(ZZZH)
African killers bees black watch
(black watch)
On your radio blowin out yo' watts
(ZZZH)
From Park Hill the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk
By your back get a chill (BLBLBH )
Let's peel who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
(BOOM )
Elbow grease and elbow room
Baby play me baby fall down go boom
(BOOM )
Party people gather round
Count down to apocalypse

I'm the kid with the golden arms
And I'm the ************ hott nikks
(AAAAH ) pass the blunt

My ***** don't front
You had it for a minute
But it seem like a month
Now I'm chokin smokin hopin
I don't croakin from overdosin
Hey kid (walk straight as a I )
Wu and Meth got you open (open) let's ride
Can't stand ****** that floss too much
Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much
Kid wanna get up then kid get touched
Kid wanna stick up then kid get stuck
I'm the one that called your bluff
When your boy tried to act tough
Remember what Old Dirty said
I'll **** yo' ass up
Now listen
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E with the English
Extinguish styles extremist
Bald head beamers run wild
It's the kid with the gold cup
Stepped out like what
What's poppin and y'all ****** dobo
Blastin shae shae chocolate shortae

Rich color mocks rock those all day
1960 **** I'm Goldie
That's right ************ don't hold me
The world's greatest
Las Vegas paid as rock
Skin painted on my face look ageless
Perfect combos Ghost bang out condos
Jeff from Hamo ex three bangos
Bancos stank hoes in plain clothes
Change those bang those
Same old same old
Yeah y'all straight up
This the jump off right here
The gravel pit word up represent

Rock the boulders
All my rich gangsta style killers
Y'all know what time it is
Shorty do your thing
Get up on that **** right now boo do you
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yo step to my groove move like this
When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic with no excuses
In a sec grab the techs and loot this
Executin shakin all sets
And I'm breakin all hecks
I'm takin all bets move all best
Who want the dram' next
You all stank we got the bigger bank
Bigger shank to fill your tank
Still the same kill you for real
While you crank
Slide do or die fry to bake
Admire the greats on fire wit a heart of hate
Bitter shark every part I take
Heavy darts that quake
It's okay all fakes
Get caught by the dropkicks
You know the thrill yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go check the flow
Sayin Wu don't rock ****

Stop quick hold the gossip
Stop sweatin my pockets
I hear the hot ****
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