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

[Verse 1: P]
Homicide goon with shit triple niggas
I give a fuck when Police get dispatched
Wicked nigga, you can hear me laugh when the
at me, you can see me smile when the kickback
Before rap, ask my gun and my clip at
Got my hands on it then I ask where the at
Niggas got coke, then I ask where the at
Next rapper lies, the next rapper I'll click at
Bullet holes in your clothes
Get the fuck up, like a sushi roll
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 line man it's over
In the heat of the man I'm gonna ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)

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

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

3: Styles P]
Flyin' without a cape, right, I ain't on a flight
Underworld, turn a Lycan in the late night
Flyin' through the city in a [?] no brake
Beamer on, Nina on, got Tina on
I can't the rain or the pain
Nigga sipping on drain for flippin'
But you smile when you and you whippin' off lanes
Sipping champagne and you trickin' on
you go to Hell and you sittin' on flames
Type of shit I think about sittin' on
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 line man over
In the heat of the night man I'm ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)