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ghost in a nutshell - styles p lyrics

[intro]
two, two, yeah
two, two, two, yeah
two, two, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, two, two, yeah
oh sh-t! it’s that vibe right here
sh-t, i love it

[verse]
shouldda been done wit’ it but i’m so dumb wit’ it
you can pick a rapper then tell him to come get it
put somethin’ in sun fitted, funky like sun sh-tted
supposed to be gangstas but they actin’ like dumb b-tches
man, got a pound of jungle boys, and my lungs with it
shout out to fife, use the beat and have fun wit’ it
i’m gon’ run wit’ it like [?] in a cop chase
you a piece of sh-t, i outta spit in your [?] face
if you hear me on the stereo, i’m like hood, i’m scenario (i lay buckshots)
used sell dope on the block, lay buckshot
smith and wesson, holdin’ a smith and wesson
if i can’t shoot it out, i’ma teach you a different lesson
listen up, that’s a hawk in your big intestine
excuse i, i mean the large one (excuse i)
you a piece of sh-t, matter fact, a large one
these n-ggas is so dumb, they know that it’s redrum when the ghost come
i just dumped a fifty in a clip and that b-tch ready to burn, that’s a smoke gun
now, if you wanna see a smokin’ gun or get choked, man, you must be on c0ke, son
i could do the favor for you ’cause the lasers on the mother f-ckin’ scope won [?]
ghost

[outro]
ghost
two, two, two
yeah, yeah, two, two, two
ghost, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
ghost
two, two, two

- styles p lyrics

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