Ghost St'patrick
Turk P Diddy
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Naw I don't play that shit And stay ya fake ass over there You cant come back on this side Only real niggas on this side of the fence you crossed the line Aye once you burn ya bridge wit me I watch you crash down and sink Aint on no sucka shit my nigga what da f*ck did you think I been kept it real witchu But you ha dand switched up nigga f*ck you now Stabbed me inna back, turned me to a demon I look atchu like an Op, nigga Stay to myself I watch my back Cause ain't no bunk beds in no caskets I thought you was real I thought you would blast it You ain't no shooter boy you cap Gotta watch ya day ones cause you let them niggas close You gotta watch them more than enemies because they know you most Man these niggas be beefing bout bitches man these niggas ain't got no respect Naw Naw These niggas they beef on the internet Naw these niggas ain't bout that wreck Yea yea Drop ya location Pull up We pull up in Four cars Dressed in all black Skied up We on some mess Steady aim wit the tec My day one niggas don't ask for pay when it comes to homicides And if I need a nigga smoked I'll do that by myself Go ghost on these niggas I be ducked inna county when a nigga get in some shit No, no correlations When I send them hits dem niggas do not miss I stay out the way I cannot f*ck wit these niggas These niggas turn to bitches Naw, they turn to snitches Gotta watch ya homies They put on that poker face Niggas be phoney Aye, they associates Naw Dem niggas dey not ya grossies I watched my close friends change on me Best friends hate on me Old bitches front on me I ain't got no love For no fake ass niggas that be talking bout other niggas How you talking bad behind my back in my face you're cool with me I went ghost on the low Ghost on my bros Like a nigga turned wraith I went ghost on the low Ghost on my bros Like a nigga turned wraith Had to run from my thoughts Seen a bunch of niggas get whacked and it's stuck on my mental Nightmares will getchu If you sleeping gotta be sharper than a pencil I stay woke It ain't no wet Flo signs Gotta watch these niggas they uh catch you slipping I learned this from my daddy Getcha money then stay on ya Pimpin Cant play checkers out here, play chess Keep runnin ya mouth Put the wolves on ya neck Sending shots to cars We making shit flip This 40 blow you like a blimp No you don't drag you bluffing You talking too loud you want toe tags or sum I'll turn this mother fuckin winter to a hot summer Yea Raised by goons I don't got fear Our warning shots we aim for the hair Do magic tricks make a nigga disappear So is you riding or is you scared Peel a nigga like a pear Keep the blicky on my leg Crack ya head just like an egg Choppem up like uh filet Choppem up I went ghost I went ghost yea yea I went ghost one them niggas yea yea I went ghost I went ghost I went ghost Madder fact I went wraith You gotta watch these niggas And I say that shit wit precision nah mean I precisely mean it watch these niggas Cause these niggas uh change on you nah mean Niggas will switch up Be ya mans one day Then be a whole op the next day Watch these niggas Foreal
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