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[Chorus - Pharrell Williams]
All you little G`s please, I carry the ghostmaker You just a rapper, a yipper, a yapper When shit get tight you let them boys wire tap ya Don`t wake up with two eyes and two barrels pointing at ya I keeps the ghostmakers, uh! muhfuckers! [Verse 1 - Boobonic] I`m from 6-0, N-e-s-t, OG, A all day We`re the coke fiends, don`t fringe Try to leave, and them bullets gon to spray your way That barbershop talk`ll leave a nigga laid Cause I cuts on em, straight off the top, no fade You hating niggaz put the S in Shade While I picture baby mams in that Escalade And give em the lean, you acting out your best scene From the flicks that you grew up watching as a teen Meanwhile on the block we gets cream Seen more than most niggaz will ever by sixteen Tap the work from Pharrell to getting all the fame 40 cal in my Billionaire Boys Club jeans Back the fuck up chump, you ain`t gon spray The last nigga woulda been 24 today [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Pusha T] Pusha`s in a foreign land wit Seсorita White sand beaches with teal two seaters Niggaz wanna hate like they under white sheet-as But I`ll really put their ass under white sheet-ah 40 calibers delete ya! naptime! That nine turn that same wave line to flat line For just the calmest, bitches the fondest Canary color stones, diamonds look like they sick wit the jaundice Carefully match my neck like arm is Flash yellow trying to warn kids Hammers they could talk least I`ll touch the Don kids We are three kings, y`all niggaz pay homage EGHCK!! - ghetto Sam Cook Souls Terror push, my connect look like Pele look Uh! change my style wit ease, niggaz thieves Kiss life goodbye now choke on this Desert Ease [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Mr. Man] Listen up, this is it homes The ghostmaker in my palm, that I grip on Shine chrome, wanna live, get ya sprint on Man it`s best you run, like ol` G, Bobby Johnson son You get ya back treated gangsta Since a young buck, I had it sewn up But now I`m grown up, so you can hate that Or you can roll out, dope - I make that Used to take that, but show sold out Wollen Ave. is the place, where we hang out Shots rang out, pull that thing out You better bang back, or put you laid back Cause you ain`t wit that, I make you fall flat Ain`t no comin back, how you figure that Nigga see ya squad, won`t support that, snort that Cause it`s raw facts, I`m hooked up wit cats That will spit the Mac, outta Cadillac, shit like mmmm... [Chorus]
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