the ghost is then most is out the house grab the toasters stuck in the sofa pop in the clip, hop in the tryna get the last drop the drip hoody time, any hood ride, fall back and get and high where the phone at, to the cogn'yac your chrome at wherever you bone at its on black, but you shouldve known i hit a dutch, hit another one then rip a i get your blickerd up, bitch nigga what it feel good to hit a real hood, i then and i still could cuz my 9 millers good im comin for you and im gunnin for you i get blunted with you, get hundreds with you bitch nigga imma kill you if i wanted you you could join on the listen or get number issued
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catch me where the is, sticky like gum is the is louder than thunder you could get rained on dependin on cloud that you under aint fouler then hunger, i wonder....about alot of shit you ever 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 makin rattin seem cool now, you should rap the fuckin down learnt the game from an old timer, big money makes the find ya why you he so charmin, i could dig it like a gold miner i lame and i cant forget the game with old timers this is S.P the ghost, puffin on a in the zone where it affects me the
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