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hardo - ghost of trish lyrics

[intro:]
n-gga, i’m the ghost of trish
hey, hey, hey…hey
gip my n-gga trish
free my n-gga gutter man
you know how we rock it
trapple retraining, huh

[verse 1:]
rhyme on my hood, i got ten on me
when a n-gga getting beef, i’m putting ten on him
and that’s a lot gwap, when you coming from the block
had a whole bird tryna to spend dead money
work for a hundred gran, i ain’t up yet
lost twenty benz, i ain’t upset
if a n-gga was mad, i’d be writing with my med
tryna smoke any n-gga that’s a suspect
dress in all black like acon
with a hood on my head like trayvon
b-tch imma boss like eva, looking like a slave
young n-gga with a chain on
i’m the band, got a drum and a k n-gga
that’s a hundred shots in a grave n-gga
twenty three what i like, talking bout a car like b-tch
imma your pay n-gga
post her with a pop with an x on, gip tell my n-gga teflon
i ain’t tryna be slipping, he got kilt in the kitchen
so i walk around mad with a vest on
rapping with my thread pound six n-gga
took a couple shots to the ribs n-gga
mother f-ck the law, i’m the closet thing to god
call me dizzy, allah, i ain’t dead n-gga
hey, hey…hey

[chorus ] [x2]
gg on my f-cking hit, if i pull it i won’t miss
made a k!lling selling p-ss, n-gga i’m the ghost of trish

[verse 2:]
for my n-gga trish i’m going to spend on him
ak hanging at the benz on him
fire on my men, then we try to make amends
we can bank, we can start to make an end to him
laid by the gun, you’re going die by it
trish got late and i night fly, took two and dizzy took five
that’s a total shots of seven for my crime ties
no planning trying to get the job done
aks motherf-cking handgun, been through it all
i don’t kidding at a man just a young n-gga trying to get some grandson
pops got a bands of my grandson, tell him, working in all on my samsung
n-gga living ugly but i’m handsome
get it out the mall, man stuck, tell him band some
chopping harder, b-tch

[chorus] [x2]

[verse 3:]
f-ck the mall, i’m just living for the day n-gga
no n-gga, just me and my k n-gga
b-tch, i’m riding round town just to gun a n-gga down
imma load, trish’s k!llers in face n-gga
for a dollar, mike had a gun first
ask dizzy, i just put it in dumb work
no badge, no snares, no none a that n-gga
when i first figured out how a drum work
now i k!lling these n-ggas, it’s simple
got a glock, 23 h stando
when i went away to prison, i was coming home chilling
but that chill sh-t went right out the window
tell them put another n-gga in the grave yard
gip to all my n-ggas in the grave yard
thought i told you motherf-ckers
we don’t tow handguns, just ak, sks and ar
trapping harder, b-tch

[chorus] [x2]

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