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[Intro: P]
Ghost, Violence, it's that other shit
This is mine right nigga, haha, oh yeah
(You thought the was safe)

[Verse 1: P]
Homicide goon with shit triple niggas
I don't give a fuck when Police get
nigga, you can hear me laugh when the click-clack
Look at me, you can see me when the kickback
Before rap, ask my gun and my clip at
Got my hands on it then I ask the strip at
Niggas got coke, then I ask where the at
Next rapper that lies, the next I'll click at
Bullet holes in your clothes
Get wrapped the fuck up, like a sushi
Soft niggas get wet the coochie hole
Cootie put my gun on goofy though

Kody]
Got my on my side
And I'm gonna
Trust me if you crossed that man it's over
In the heat of the night man I'm ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)

2: Styles P]
My gun burn niggas like the way burn Cali weed
Or the way a fat burner calories
a treadmill my 9 mil's the deadmill
You can around and get your head spill (fuck around)
Or your dropped
You a goon, now I'ma G that can play any corner like the bus
around and get your [?]
Had a bitch on the floor a dust mop
Still money in the [?] spot
Cut you in the face with the we used to cutthroat
shot tommy gun about to make the buck pop
Shotguns next, you hit the buckshots

Kody]
Got my heat on my
And I'm ride
Trust me if you crossed that line man it's
In the heat of the night man I'm ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)

[Verse 3: P]
Flyin' a cape, right, I ain't on a safe flight
Underworld, turn into a in the late night
Flyin' through the city in a [?] no brake
Beamer on, Nina on, probably got on
I can't stand the or the pain
sipping on drain for flippin' cocaine
But you smile when you smokin' and you whippin' off
champagne and you trickin' on dames
When you go to Hell and you on flames
Type of shit I think about on planes
class if I crash shit'll all change
All I do is get high 'cause shit is all

[Chorus:
Got my heat on my
And I'm ride
Trust me if you crossed that man it's over
In the heat of the night man I'm ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)