We all got guns, we all got We all gon' make that to the morgue We all find it harder to see the fog We all know the difference between and wrong
We should all live by one fact Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come back I cats go out like suckers I cats get down like, "Yo, them some bad motherfuckers"
I see niggaz and the games they play Aiyyo, I with that bullshit e'ry day But that ain't gon' stop me from what I'm doin I got things bullshit to be pursuing
that craft for me, the half of me Let through niggaz in the door me Yo, somebody me, please, somebody come and get me If I go, I'm taking with me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting nigga personal, now we gotta smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host
Nigga fuck the cop and the You get a chance, poppin', All I need is a glock and I'm Hit hole in the wall, have me a ball
And then slide the out in the top of the morning If you hear me it on 'em, I'm poppin' it on 'em I fuck around nigga, better stop it and mourn 'em And who the asked you to rhyme?
I'm the Ghost, when I come around, they up the hazardous sign And you ain't around chemicals, just around Who spend, passing they time, blasting they Rather die with my man then the for ya live wire
half of ya time, smashing ya spine Other half we getting money and more You think about cars, I got to war money That P and that dog money, we in the front of the store, money And if anybody slip, they getting to the morgue, money
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the nigga It's like the Lord getting nigga It's personal, now we gotta niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
It's like lately I've feeling so weak at the knees And speaking to niggaz is just speaking to thieves So I keep the hawk to eat 'em guess already? Then meet 'em I'm fair game, but I'm to cheat 'em
The streets right now, the Colgate White is light brown niggaz ain't nice, they nice clowns That's why I'ma start layin' them down And have 'em layin' in the casket, ice down
Jacob on 'em, mortician must've been hazed up 'Cause you can see the spots on 'em This is way ya Avion The King, more like Polo Spring
And what makes it even worse, aiyyo it's it's personal Maybe ya Earth can go I'll make it where can never find the bitch Right outta the bar, with all of shit
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord getting nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke personal, now we gotta host niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting close It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we gotta host
Yeah, y'all niggaz can get caught up in the if you want drop over here, this is not a game man You wanna get up in the hype again? Then you can fall in the hype
This is a movement, R, nigga you know what's up And if you don't, you gon' get to what's up Yeah, we ain't playin' wit' y'all niggaz year '06, '07, and on, what's up? Pop off, you know how I work