Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
G
Em
That 187 when the ghost on spree
Am
G
I like the toy rappers run for cover
Em
Am
G
tonight
Em
It's 187 when the lights on spree
Am
G
It's that rude boy hip hop,
Em
New York shit that you like
Verse 2
Am
G
Vo cals out of the windpipe
is giving you insight
Em
Real New York nigga,
that's word to the pin stripes
Am
G
Can't fly the kite 'less the wind right
Em
Blow the city up then skip
on that Jeremy Lim light
Am
G
Yeah, I'm a shooter like Glen Rice
Long range and the Range
Am
Watching the Bull game
G
Like bird in the garden with
the leprechauns
Em
Everything is money, upper echelon
Am
G
Cheaper than the food in
a Chinese restaurant
Em
On the corner in the hood
Am
G
They come to body a man,
you'd warn them if you could
Em
If you can't you body them niggas
and leave 'em in the woods
Am
G
Faith before favor,
Em
lighten our senses since Scarface here
Niggas will kill your family
Am
G
for Scarface bread
Am
I'm on suicide dough, SP,
the ghost on coast with no strap flow
What up
G
That
Verse 3
Em
187 when the ghost on spree
Am
G
I like the toy rappers run
G
Em
It's 187 when the lights on spree
It's that rude boy hip hop,
G
New York shit that you like
Verse 4
Lyricist, the weed is the therapist, the therapy
G
Em
'Cause my pedigree is higher
than yours will ever be
Am
G
Devil got kicked out of heaven
because of jealousy
Balls is like mental telepathy
with melody
Niggas can't measure
my wave length
Playing Max B when
Em
I'm pounding the pavement
G
You should get paid off
the shit you engaged in
Em
Fresh every day like the
shit's an occasion
Am
G
Tell my son to do what I say,
don't do what I do
Em
Did shit I shouldn't have done
for a dollar or two
G
And you'll always be the leader,
never follow the crew
Em
Study today then peep what
tomorrow could do
G
And you keep your ears open
for wise words
The bird's the only animal that's
meant to fly first
'Cause you crawl before you walk
and you walk before you run
Am
And you fly around the world
G
and you shine like you the sun
Verse 5
G
Em
That 187 when the ghost on spree
Am
G
I like the toy rappers run for cover
Em
Am
G
tonight
Em
It's 187 when the lights on spree
Am
G
It's that rude boy hip hop,
Em
New York shit that you like
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