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Ghost The My First And Last

chick, French name New car, new house, and sometimes friends change And you don't need that love, when you G's like us And your Jesus piece is similar to Biggie's And

your wig pushed back, I react and snap Like Kodak, these cats get the picture Put on level black suede Timbs and come and get ya My target is your feature

Holla, yeah, yo That's why I squeeze first, ask questions last That's how most of these so called gangstas pass I squeeze first, ask questions last '

love and keep hollering back We could split my last dollar in fact Pop your collar to that Crooked Eye need a whole click And like "folls and giblets

, that's meth man south paw I throw my left hand To that hardcore shit that even make the tec jam Oh my goodness trust me, ain't nuttin' like some hood shit Gotta love my

And You say it best... My heart Your hands.. (Close Your eyes..) (Close Your eyes..) (Close Your eyes..) Close Your eyes and think of Me. I'm taking back everything. Close Your eyes and

departed Are you my last chance or the first chapter in the greatest fable ever told For the rope is getting shorter and these days they are getting longer with every ghosts

wanna know how I live my life (Pucka) Where's my balls? (Pucka) Where's my ice? No matter now I answer then, feel my stripes You keep poppin' shit, I

, Still here we meet - always the way in this profession. And as I gaze into your eyes I see the glimmer within dies, From the moment I first make my