Search results for who let the ghosts out by kidz bop kids

We've found 123 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching who let the ghosts out by kidz bop kids:



A message to the main oh, oh, oh
Yeah, seasons come and go but I will never change
And I am on my way

Oh Oh Oh Oh
(Oh)

Kidz Bop let's go?

Oh,
and
Pop a couple and bop the opposite the coppers runnin' in
Rooftop binocular, why's they keep hoverin'?
Somehow, someway, you know they comin', kid
Quite a clear picture: every word you said
The door was open but the way was not lit
And there was no way out of my head

On a crimson highway by
Go!

To un-explain
The unforgivable
Drain all the blood
And give the kids a show

By streetlight, this dark night
A seance down below
wouldn't let me leave
He ran up quick behind me asking, "Yo what happened to my nigga Steve?"
Steve was like this kid I went with back in Grammar School
I
sharpshooters are lousy, we mend to-high-be-high hoodies
So show your face-a when you waste, I know who's smokin'
The bigger that you try to put out yours just
mentor, now let the story begin

It's The Hard Knock Life Tour, sell out
Picture us in the mall coppin' iceberg and yell out Jigga
Yeah, that's what we'll
I'll be the one to let this roof cave in on me
Buried in this house, this wooden graveyard by the sea
We push away our families to understand our
But yeah there's money out there come on lets get it
But I'm a get it in such a way you never forget it
Let's go twenty platinum albums in a row
City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by the block
I
dosin...Hey kid, watch me as I...
Wu and Meth got you open let's ride, can't stand niggas who floss too much
Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much kid want
nigga
From the hoovers to the hundreds, nigga
From Kelly Park to Bounty hunters, nigga
(Watch out for the shooters)
Same age as the kids in Iraq now
LA
by
They're out there hanging
Posters of Jesus.
On my block they've covered
Every wall. Well I suppose
We could all use a Savior.
So I told em
blast, n****z tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad criminals
Who don't care, guzzlin beers, we all stare

At the out-of-towners  (Ay, yo,
Who's alter-ego is Dinah Shore? 
Oh, his fists didn't go up so quickly this time. Yawn, yawn, yawn. 
Put those headphones on, it's be-bop time. 

I
Go

To un-explain the unforgivable,
Drain all the blood and give the kids a show
By streetlight this dark night,
A séance down below
There're
you no lie livin' by the
Strugglin' rulez
Gotta do whatcha gotta do that's it
We strugglin' who givez a damn man 'bout
This down and out chick
My head
Go

To un-explain the unforgivable,
Drain all the blood and give the kids a show
By streetlight this dark night,
A séance down below
There're
buckle kids used to jock
Public Enemy came out, I had the clock
My favorite jam was by Big Daddy ain't no half steppa
My mic sounds nice check 1-2 by
pierced just like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system - for murdering
that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear
The so-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Dare to compare, get pierced just like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly hardware
Armed and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by
Go

To un-explain the unforgivable,
Drain all the blood and give the kids a show
By streetlight this dark night,
A séance down below
There're
beers, we all stare
at the out-of-towners  (Ay, yo, yo, who that?)  They better break North
before we get the four pounders, and take their face off
Don't be late bop, eleven on the dot, honies flot
It's more dips then dicks, and nobody get shot
Stay here a little minute, then go harvest my crop
By