We all got guns, we all got We all make that trip to the morgue We all find it to see through the fog We all know the difference right and wrong
We should all live by one fact Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right I seen cats go out suckers I seen cats get down like, "Yo, them bad motherfuckers"
I see fake niggaz and the games play Aiyyo, I with that bullshit e'ry day But ain't gon' stop me from doin what I'm doin I got beside bullshit to be pursuing
It's craft for me, the half of me Let through niggaz in the after me Yo, somebody stop me, please, come and get me If I go, I'm niggaz with me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's like the Lord getting nigga It's personal, now we smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the nigga It's like the Lord getting close It's personal, now we smoke niggaz personal, now we gotta host niggaz
Nigga the cop and the warrant You get a chance, poppin', All I need is a and I'm touring Hit hole in the wall, have me a ball
And then slide the fuck out in the top of the If you hear me it on 'em, I'm poppin' it on 'em I don't around nigga, better stop it and mourn 'em And who the asked you to rhyme?
I'm the Ghost, I come around, they throwing up the hazardous sign And you ain't chemicals, just around generals Who spend, passing time, blasting they nine die with my man then the five for ya live wire
Spend half of ya time, smashing ya Other half we getting money and money You think about cars, I got goin' to war That P and that dog money, we still in the front of the store, And if anybody slip, they getting sent to the morgue,
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord getting nigga personal, now we gotta smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga like the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we gotta host
It's like lately I've feeling so weak at the knees And speaking to niggaz is just like speaking to So I keep the hawk ready to eat 'em guess already? meet 'em I'm fair game, but I'm ready to 'em
The streets ain't right now, the Colgate White is brown niggaz ain't nice, they nice clowns That's why I'ma layin' them right down And have 'em there in the casket, ice down
watch on 'em, mortician must've been hazed up 'Cause you can see the makeup on 'em is way beyond ya Avion The Golden King, more like Polo
And makes it even worse, aiyyo it's that it's personal Maybe ya Earth can go I'll make it where they can find the bitch Right the bar, with all kind of shit
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the nigga It's the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
Dog nigga, nigga, hop the bar with the toast nigga It's like the getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we gotta host
Yeah, y'all can get caught up in the hype if you want Bodies drop over here, is not a game man You wanna get up in the hype again? Then you can in the hype again
This is a movement, Double R, you know what's up And if you don't, you gon' get to know up Yeah, we ain't playin' wit' y'all niggaz year '06, '07, and on, nigga up? Pop off, you know how I work