the ghost is deeper most is leave out the house 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, back and get good 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 could then and i still cuz my 9 real good im comin for you and im gunnin for you i dont get blunted with you, get with you bitch nigga imma kill you if i wanted you you could join on the listen or get your issued
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catch me where the is, sticky like gum is the guns is louder than you could get rained on dependin on what cloud you under aint fouler then hunger, i wonder....about alot of shit you ever a clip, i got a brick me, i did alot of shit, but no give a crackhead the keys and let em it streetlife dont abolish it, they breakin now makin rattin seem now, you should rap the fuckin fool down learnt the game from an old timer, big money makes the find ya why you think he so charmin, i could dig it like a gold i aint lame and i cant forget the game old timers this is S.P the ghost, puffin on a in the zone where it me the most
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