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letra de woodrow the basehead (skit) - ghostface killah

woodrow: hey, brother stark!
ghostface: what up, ‘dro?
woodrow: a-yo, what up, my motherf-ckin’ n-gga?
ghostface: ha, my n-gga, what’s that, it’s my mother—ahhhhhhhhhh…
woodrow: whoooooo!

…
ghostface: what up, kid?
woodrow: a-yo, man, why y’all n-ggas playing me? ‘cause woodrow ain’t never hurt no-motherf-ckin-body…
ghostface: [smacks lips] ahhh, stop fakin’…
woodrow: get these big n-ggas off me, man…
ghostface: ah, ‘dro, you wild, ‘dro. what up, g?
woodrow: a-yo, let me get two. let me get two
ghostface: [smacks lips] c’mon, ‘dro. you know i can’t f-ck with you like that, ‘dro, y’know dunn?
woodrow: i’m saying, man, i know y’all motherf-ckers say cash rules everything around you, but crack rules everything around me, motherf-cker!
ghostface: stop that, ‘dro! d-mn!
woodrow: know what i’m sayin’? now, like i said, i got nine dollars for yo’ -ss, know what i’m sayin’… you know, i come through—
ghostface: ‘dro ‘dro ‘dro, you got the most g in the world, ‘dro, slow down, pard… slow down. c’mon… c’mon, dro-dro!

[bodyguards chuckle]

woodrow: i’m sayin’! it ain’t no motherf-ckin’ game, n-gga, i come through with the tv’s… i come through with the vc—

ghostface: christmas tomorrow, man! christmas tomorrow!

woodrow: and i’m gonna come through for y’all motherf-ckers all over here! stapleton, y’all n-ggas know how i do! and i’m from uptown, i don’t even motherf-ckin’ supposed to be around here, but i come around here, and i spread my motherf-ckin’ love. now i’m saying, give me two cracks, let me go on the roof, take my two—

ghostface: alright yo. d-mn, man… c’mon, but you know… you’re like fam, god…
woodrow:—and get on my sh-t!

ghostface: alright, duke, c’mon ‘dro, you like fam, man, i love you, man. i love you, man… c’mon ‘dro!

woodrow: c’mon, man, the first is around the motherf-ckin’ corner, just like you love the first, and when i see yo’ -ss, in front of that motherf-ckin’ check cashing, n-gga, you don’t kiss me! n-gga, you get your motherf-ckin’ money, and keep steppin’. so let me get my motherf-ckin’ crack, go get high and do my motherf-ckin’ thing, and i’m motherf-ckin’ leavin’, motherf-cker

ghostface: god… d-mn, ‘dro! [nervous laughter]

woodrow: come on, man, come on! brother stark!
ghostface: [pause] d-mn
woodrow: look, see i always gotta go through this sh-t, man… y’all n-ggas are supposed to be big w-ll–s, you actin’ a little silly, motherf-cker!
ghostface: that ain’t got nothin’…that ain’t even got nothin’ to do with it, ‘dro, c’mon, ‘dro
woodrow: c’mon, man! c’mon, man!
ghostface: [laughing] a yo, ‘dro, slow the f-ck down. c’mon pard. you know i love you, though, god. what’s wrong with you, man?

woodrow: a yo, tell these motherf-ckas to back up! these n-ggas all in my motherf-ckin’ face—
ghostface: nah, those are—those are my n-ggas, right there! overseein’—
woodrow: [turns to bodyguard] you think i don’t carry a motherf-ckin’ pistol, n-gga?
bodyguard: ease up, ease up
woodrow: ‘cause i’m a crackhead?

ghostface: yo ‘dro, stop that, man. stop that, man. see now, c’mon, baby…
woodrow: n-gga, i got a motherf-ckin’ nickel plated .380, i go down to my old lady house, man, i tell her, “suzie, throw it out the window! suzie!”
ghostface: [nervous laugh] ay-yo, you wild
woodrow: don’t play with me, mother—[suddenly, as if he heard something] “sue!”

ghostface: you wild, ‘dro. stop it, braw…
woodrow: back the f-ck up, motherf-ckers!
ghostface: nah it’s all… it’s all good. this is my, this is my n-gga right here, this is ‘dro

woodrow: now… brother stark. all i want is two, man. that’s all i want

ghostface: listen, man. i can’t even do it like that… i can’t even do it, no, on the real, ‘dro, i’m tight, god. i can’t do it like that. you know… c’mon, man. you like fam, god

woodrow: look, see i’m gonna have to go see the motherf-ckin’ rastas, then! i see i’m gonna have to go see the motherf-ckin’ rastas! they let a motherf-cker get it for seven!

ghostface: son, they just.. you wonder why… you wonder why them n-ggas keep lookin’ at yo’ -ss, huh? f-ck with them n-ggas like that!

woodrow: [pause] f-ck them, f-ck you, and f-ck this motherf-ckin’ crack house! i’m out, motherf-ckers! f-ck y’all motherf-ckers!
ghostface: yo ‘dro, don’t disrespect my gate… don’t disrespect it. don’t disrespect my gate like that
woodrow: i don’t give a f—y’all won’t let me get two for nine dollars. one motherf-ckin’ dollar?

ghostface: a yo ‘dro… get the f-ck out the house. get the f-ck out the gate, man. i’m about to knock you the f-ck out

woodrow: [leaving] always want a motherf-cker… get off me!

- ghostface killah

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