Uzi pinky Ring Lyrics by Wu-tang Clan

Uzi pinky Ring Lyrics

    Yo.. yeah
    Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin
    Yo.. spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya
    Yo.. yo.. pinky ring shit, yo
    That pinky ring shit yo

    It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid
    Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic
    Superbad, who am i? dolemite classic
    The vandal's back, hands on angela bassett
    I handle my plastic, gunplay i mastered
    No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record
    Broken down and crafted in seconds
    Lady's choice, the golden voice still peppered
    Better, respect it, bitch believe
    I pull rabbits out the hat, tricks up my sleeves
    I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe
    Fix your weave, behold my expertise

    [chorus: wu-tang clan]
    I got my uzi back - you dudes is wack, face it the wu is back
    I got my uzi back - you dudes is wack, face it the wu is back

    [raekwon the chef]
    Take it back to the (?), leanin gettin rec room punch
    We in them authentic alley switchin joints
    Major general niggaz, five stars
    Both arms rock when coke dropped we read a hundred niggaz palms
    Silencers, garbage bags of hash
    For every cop we paid retired now the nigga on smash
    Gash you out your burner fast
    You swing down hatin me now respect get your fingers off the glass


    [ghostface killah]
    Yo what the fuck yo?! yo what the fuck y'all comin for?
    Get the fuck away from my door!
    We got big guns in here, coke over there
    With blue bag and e pills stashed under the chair
    And there's boss hog black and white pit with the pink lips
    Stan thought he was soft 'til he bit his fingers
    The shit had me dyin yo, big fat nigga bleedin
    Big cat nigga all season
    On the beach truck, stuck with hawaiian ice
    Diamond twice the whole city thought i bought fubu
    Blew you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog iced out
    Eighteen karat rap between noodles


    Up at killa bee headquarters, full rips is poured up
    I saw (?) sippin henny from a iced out cup
    Yo with the blunt, two-way vibratin off the hip
    I sit took, three drags off the honey-dip
    Now what you talkin? you see my gold fronts sparkin?
    Ain't tryin to hear what you dogs be barkin
    Read the headline, that was blast on today's post
    Dead king, thought he could ace ghost
    Queen, couldn't even jack monk
    Probably find him in doc doom's back trunk
    Bdoodoodoo! i'm up at the wu library
    Readin malcolm's, ".. any means necessary"

    [method man]
    John john, bacardi straight up hold the ice
    So nice like new york they had to name him twice
    Name your price, i black out then change the lights
    Give you the same advice that i gave my wife
    Don't fuck with mine, clan give you lumps in nine
    Let the smoke cloud clear so the sun can shine
    Culture shock, for some of us that's all we got
    Whether you ball or not, you can all be shot

    [inspectah deck]
    New york, new york, legendary rhyme boss
    Code name charley horse, bust with blind force
    I smash set it and wreck for cash credit or check
    You crabs test, can't measure the threat
    I dance on a nigga like my name's zab judah
    Rap barracuda, three xl kahuna
    Sure to get it perkin and cause a disturbance
    I'm thirstin, feel what i feel then we can merge then
    Creep it through the states in v8's and 12's
    My weight's hell, fuck with me then brace yourself
    The noble, sir i mass mogul
    Known to blast vocals, and move global on you locals

    [masta killa]
    This is grown man talkin, coward i split your head
    I'm from the east where the streets run red from the bloodshed
    Hit chef for the rice and peas
    Nuff respect father e tumbled at ease
    My brothers can't wait to squeeze the automatic
    They need wreck like a drug dealer need a addict
    Floatin on the 95, sting like a killer bee
    Your hands can't hit what your eyes can't see

    From dark matter to the big crunch
    The vocals came in a bunch without one punch
    Rare glimpse from the, strictly advanced, proved unstoppable
    Reputation enhanced, since the cause was probable
    So you compare contrast but don't blast
    Through extreme depths, with the pen i hold fast
    Watch the block thirst for one became all
    Shot 'em with the long forgotten rainfall
    Delivered in a vivid fashion with simplicity
    The blind couldn't verify the authenticity
    The rhyme came from the pressure of heat
    Then it was laid out, on the ground to pave streets


    [scratching "soooooooooooo" until fade]