whoppa wit da choppa – ghost lyrics
[chorus]
im with ghost we on that creep sh+t that where you sleep sh+t
put a n+gga on a tee sh+t that r.i.p sh+t
they thought dawg was a k!lla it look like he quit
ain’t no time on get back its forever beef b+tch
only spin fast on these tracks might as well preach it
took lil gang on his first drill ima have to teach him
how to run down on a n+gga and make sure he don’t see sh+t
caught him slipping now he’s just another name on my list
[verse 1]
we did what’s his name so dirty i know that n+gga still p+ssed
they sent some n+ggas on my block i sent they ass right to a ditch
im like jr with that ar and im leeke with that stick
b+tch im feelin real creep tell them crackas free nick
n+gga you could lose yo life just for hoppin on a diss
lareno know that he b+tch what type of n+gga diss a jit
ain’t have that same еnergy when he got shot all in his sh+t
hе was all on flo talking bout ‘aw bro im hit’
i done been outside n+ggas house so long i fell asleep
i done shot so many n+ggas i pray the lord my soul to keep
i ain’t the type to rob cuz you move wrong then a n+gga rest in peace
we’ll smoke yo o.g. and turn that boy into o.g
[chorus]
im with ghost we on that creep sh+t that where you sleep sh+t
put a n+gga on a tee sh+t that r.i.p sh+t
they thought dawg was a k!lla it look like he quit
ain’t no time on get back its forever beef b+tch
only spin fast on these tracks might as well preach it
took lil gang on his first drill ima have to teach him
how to run down on a n+gga and make sure he don’t see sh+t
caught him slipping now he’s just another name on my list
[verse 2]
i don’t trust n+ggas
if you ain’t tryna drill n+gga i can’t f+ck with you
how you smoking all these opps and you ain’t did no spinning
people send you the drop you send it right to us n+gga
we the ones do the k!lling
but that’s a topic for another day
big whop still gon slang that k
i don’t give a f+ck about rappin n+gga i’ll catch a case
still be in them cars tryna spin like i ain’t move outta state
bout meech these n+ggas gon die and im rockin out bout my no face
step foot on my block you won’t go 8 (trey d)
we be f+cking all these b+tches we know where all these hoes stay
soon as she post yo ass we comin to that hoe place
catch you walking down the stairs blahh close clase
n+gga do you wanna die ask yo self
all my n+ggas know is homicides n+gga we death
you still gon post on brooklyn like they ain’t leave pete there
free curt i know he hurt i hate when opps be in jail (free the opps)
[chorus]
im with ghost we on that creep sh+t that where you sleep sh+t
put a n+gga on a tee sh+t that r.i.p sh+t
they thought dawg was a k!lla it look like he quit
ain’t no time on get back its forever beef b+tch
only spin fast on these tracks might as well preach it
took lil gang on his first drill ima have to teach him
how to run down on a n+gga and make sure he don’t see sh+t
caught him slipping now he’s just another name on my list
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