We all got guns, we all got We all gon' make trip to the morgue We all it harder to see through the fog We all know the difference between and wrong
We should all live by one fact Before you dirt, the dirt gon' come right back I seen go out like suckers I seen cats get like, "Yo, them some bad motherfuckers"
I see niggaz and the games they play Aiyyo, I deal with bullshit e'ry day But that ain't gon' stop me from doin what I'm I got beside bullshit to be pursuing
that craft for me, the half of me Let through niggaz in the door me Yo, somebody me, please, somebody come and get me If I go, I'm taking niggaz me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's like the Lord getting close It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we host niggaz
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's like the getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta niggaz It's personal, now we host niggaz
fuck the cop and the warrant You get a chance, poppin', All I need is a and I'm touring Hit hole 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 fuck asked you to
I'm the Ghost, when I around, they throwing up the hazardous sign And you ain't chemicals, just around generals Who spend, passing time, blasting they nine Rather die with my man then the five for ya wire
Spend half of ya time, ya spine half we getting money and more money You about cars, I got goin' to war money That P and that dog money, we still in the front of the store, And if anybody slip, they getting to the morgue, money
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar with the toast It's 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 toast like the Lord getting close nigga It's personal, now we gotta smoke It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
It's like I've been feeling so weak at the knees And speaking to is just like speaking to thieves So I keep the hawk ready to eat 'em guess already? meet 'em I'm game, but I'm ready to cheat 'em
The streets ain't right now, the White is light brown These niggaz ain't nice, they nice That's why I'ma start layin' them down And have 'em layin' in the casket, ice down
Jacob watch on 'em, mortician must've hazed up you can see the makeup spots on 'em This is way ya Avion The Golden King, more like Polo
And makes it even worse, aiyyo it's that it's personal Maybe even ya can go make it where they can never find the bitch Right the bar, with all kind of shit
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar the toast nigga It's the Lord getting close nigga personal, now we gotta smoke niggaz It's personal, now we host niggaz
Dog nigga, nigga, hop the bar with the toast nigga It's like the Lord close nigga It's personal, now we gotta niggaz It's personal, now we gotta niggaz
Yeah, niggaz can get caught up in the hype if you want Bodies drop here, this is not a game man You wanna get caught up in the 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 ain't wit' y'all niggaz this year '06, '07, and on, nigga what's up? Pop off, you how I work