the ghost is deeper most is leave out the house grab the toasters stuck in the pop in the clip, hop in the get the last drop 'fore the drip hoody time, any hood ride, fall and get good and high the phone at, next to the cogn'yac bring your chrome at wherever you at its on black, but you shouldve known i hit a dutch, hit another one rip a clutch i get your block up, bitch nigga what it feel to hit a real hood, i could then and i still could cuz my 9 real good im comin for you and then im for you i dont get blunted you, get hundreds with you bitch nigga imma you if i wanted with you you could join on the listen or get your issued
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catch me where the haze is, sticky gum is the guns is louder thunder you could get rained on on what cloud that you under aint nothin fouler then hunger, i wonder....about alot of you shot a clip, i got a brick me, i did of shit, but no scholarship give a crackhead the keys and let em it streetlife dont abolish it, they rules now rattin seem cool now, you should rap the fuckin fool down learnt the from an old timer, big money makes the hoes find ya why you think he so charmin, i dig it like a gold miner i aint lame and i cant forget the game old timers is S.P the ghost, puffin on a bone in the zone where it me the most
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