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styles p - ghost stories part 1 lyrics

[styles p]
ghost in the machine!
this part is the movie part, y’knahmsayin?
directed by me, produced by vinny idol
feel this motherf-ckin movie
parts 3 and 4 comin soon

you don’t like me f-ck you it’s more than enough shots for ya
your man ridin wit’chu bet he gettin shot for ya
i got some hand grenades n-gg- but they not for ya
they for some other sh-t
my man got robbed out of town and i told him i could cover it
he younger than me and wilder than me
he wanna kidnap a mother i said n-gg- you on some other sh-t
slow down young’n, we gon’ get your revenge
when the sh-t get real we got to go down gunnin
said he got a set of grenades he got from jamaican n-gg-z
said he goin through there and e’rything and shake a n-gg-
n-gg- you buggin out
we gon’ get that money and the work back, then we gon’ slug it out
slow down soldier, keep your composure
stay quiet and close, then strike like a cobra
you can’t attack now, they expectin you you pushy n-gg-
give it 2 weeks, and they gon’ think you p-ssy n-gg-
i guarantee you that they eagles is big
so we gon’ show them n-gg-z how, evil we is
and we don’t give a f-ck how diesel they is
cause they all break down when the eagle get lit
he young, get me thirsty but he listenin
plus he know my m.o. so i ain’t bullsh-ttin him
besides we was half on the work
i get it he knock it off you do the math it could work
but bein with the wrong driver on the wrong ride
is guaranteed to get a f-ckin p-ssenger hurt sh-t
you don’t get it but you will in a minute
told shorty to come home and just chill for a minute
it’s been a long time we ain’t build in a minute
he been deep down south keepin it trill for a minute
now he back home, gettin his mack on
645i sittin on black chrome
i’m thinkin to myself, d-mn shorty mature
got a hundred worth of ice, purple label velour
we got a dutch and we blowin it in front of the store
he asked how i was doin, who was in the studio
which hood n-gg-z was frontin, tryin to make a movie though
block still buggin out, told a n-gg- truly yo
f-ck rap, i need to get a movie like coolio
then he blurted out they got us for six figures
kicked down the door and he counted out 6 n-gg-z
a b-tch told him who did it, i told him the sh-t figures
gimme 2 weeks and just bring me the get-wit’er

- styles p lyrics

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