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 the difference between right and wrong
We should all live life by one Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come back I cats go out like suckers I seen cats get down like, "Yo, them bad motherfuckers"
I see fake and the games they play Aiyyo, I with that bullshit e'ry day But that ain't stop me from doin what I'm doin I got things bullshit to be pursuing
It's craft for me, the half of me Let through niggaz in the after me Yo, stop me, please, somebody come and get me If I go, I'm taking with me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the nigga like the Lord getting close 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 close nigga It's personal, now we gotta niggaz It's personal, now we host niggaz
Nigga fuck the cop and the You get a chance, poppin', All I need is a and I'm touring Hit every 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 fuck around nigga, 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 chemicals, just around generals Who spend, passing they time, they nine Rather die with my man then the five for ya live
half of ya time, smashing ya spine Other half we getting money and more You think cars, I got goin' to war money That P and that dog money, we still in the of the store, money And if slip, they getting sent to the morgue, money
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
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord getting close It's personal, now we gotta smoke personal, now we gotta host niggaz
It's like lately I've feeling so weak at the knees And to niggaz is just like speaking to thieves So I keep the hawk to eat 'em guess already? Then meet 'em I'm fair game, but I'm ready to 'em
The streets ain't right now, the Colgate White is light These niggaz nice, they nice clowns That's why I'ma start layin' them down And 'em there layin' in the casket, ice down
Jacob watch on 'em, mortician must've been up 'Cause you can see the makeup on 'em is way beyond ya Avion The Golden King, more Polo Spring
And what makes it even worse, it's that it's personal even ya Earth can go I'll make it where can never find the bitch Right outta the bar, all kind 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 It's personal, now we host niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta niggaz personal, now we gotta host niggaz
Yeah, y'all niggaz can get caught up in the hype if you Bodies over here, this is not a game man You wanna get up in the hype again? you can fall in the hype again
This is a movement, Double R, nigga you what's up And if you don't, you gon' get to what's up Yeah, we playin' wit' y'all niggaz this year '06, '07, and on, nigga up? Pop off, you know how I work