We all got guns, we all got We all gon' make trip to the morgue We all it harder to see through the fog We all know the difference right and wrong
We all live life by one fact Before you doin dirt, the gon' come right back I cats go out like suckers I seen cats get down like, "Yo, them bad motherfuckers"
I see fake niggaz and the games they Aiyyo, I deal that bullshit e'ry day But that ain't stop me from doin what I'm doin I got things bullshit to be pursuing
that craft for me, the half of me Let through in the door after me Yo, stop me, please, somebody come and get me If I go, I'm niggaz with me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord getting nigga It's personal, now we smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord close nigga It's personal, now we smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta host
Nigga the cop and the warrant You get a chance, poppin', All I is a glock and I'm touring Hit every hole in the wall, 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 don't around nigga, better stop it and mourn 'em And who the fuck you to rhyme?
I'm the Ghost, I come around, they throwing up the hazardous sign And you around chemicals, just around generals Who spend, passing time, blasting they nine Rather die my man then the five for ya live wire
Spend of ya time, smashing ya spine half we getting money and more money You about cars, I got goin' to war money P and that dog money, we still in the front of the store, money And if anybody slip, they sent to the morgue, money
Dog nigga, nigga, hop the bar with the toast nigga It's like the Lord close 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 close nigga personal, now we gotta smoke niggaz It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
It's like lately I've been feeling so weak at the And speaking to is just like speaking to thieves So I keep the hawk to eat 'em guess already? Then meet 'em I'm game, but I'm ready to cheat 'em
The streets ain't right now, the Colgate White is light These ain't nice, they nice clowns That's why I'ma layin' them right down And have 'em layin' in the casket, ice down
watch on 'em, mortician must've been hazed up 'Cause you can see the spots on 'em is way beyond ya Avion The Golden King, more like Spring
And what it even worse, aiyyo it's that it's personal Maybe even ya can go I'll make it where they can never find the outta the bar, with all kind of shit
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 niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord close nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke personal, now we gotta host niggaz
Yeah, y'all niggaz can get up in the hype if you want Bodies drop over here, this is not a man You get caught up in the hype again? you can fall in the hype again
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