Saigon Velour (Single Version)

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Okay, yeah, yo yo Son I walk down the block like it's '76 Pimp robe, fur hat just to match my kicks And my chain's like 80 pounds of frozen ice I got four bitches with me, no need to look twice Throw rice at my feet, rose petals, Malaysian salt I smoked two Cuban cigars and a Newport An ounce of the blueberry, big bottle of Titos Count the plaques on the wall, like I sang for The Beatles Went from label to label, changed my name to Clark Gabel Tony Starkaroni probably fucked your aunt Mabel In the stash house owned by El Patrón Big friends in high places, always flyin' outta zones Big banks in Sweden, vaults in Morocco But my all time favorite is a Columbian taco [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street [Verse 2: LA The Darkman] Well I'm black as an onyx, (?) and demonic Little (?) go in your mouth, Orthodontics Globally iconic Dr. Dre, The Chronic My new company, Wu-Electronics Scientifcally smart, technology art (?) Jackson and Tony Stark's undeniable thoughts Avoidin' unmarks FBI, DEA, all government sharks All around the nation they see my demonstration Four-Four revolver, no shell casings Send you to a coroner, a murderer's formula My feet up for weeks, Miami Beach, Florida Sign of success, trust the process Women with they feet in my sand, topless Darkman's a monster, yeah, Lochness Nothin' in the mother fuckin' word could stop this I'm a ski-mask professional always after that decimal Shoot you in your head, if you live, you'll be a vegetable [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] Original, a lot of style, boom-pow Blowin' on the pound, puh-puh-puh-puh-pow Way up in the cloud Misbehave the flav', now let me show you how To maintain and sustain as I crush game Smooth as silk with a little bit of Kush, mane Plush game, lavish livin' Bust on the pigs with bad intentions Smoke dope, go for broke, young loc The homie said 9-1-1 is a joke (Fuck tha police!) And I believe that so I protect and serve Every nigga on the block, that's my word Cadillac drivin', stackin', providin' Listen to the sounds of the sirens I'm a O.G. nigga on a mission Beans don't burn in the kitchen if you twist it while dippin' it [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street [Verse 4: E-40] Guard at the gate, live in a mansion Rap career longer than an extension Still hold it in court Got my wine in the World Report Or should I say the duPont REGISTRY? If it ain't now, it will be Grew up on purple, went from humble Be bumpin' a bubble truck full of rumble In a major way, E-40 cookin' out the double Pot in the kitchen at all times I'm a boss, still write my own rhymes Been there, done it, been factor, trapper 'fore rapper Been 100 from day one, quick thinker, fast reactor Been a fixture, I don't think it's many left Been the shit like your baby mama breath Been in it for a while, been a threat Custom houses and cars is how I'm livin' [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street If I walk the walk, talk the talk, sling therapy If I spit what I knew then the courts would burn me Feds'll lock me up and throw away the key But my word is bond, that's the code of the street