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Verse 1
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The Ghost, Desert Storm, DJ Envy
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Feel me nigga, fuck with us nigga
Verse 2
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If it's a gun I don't mind to pull it
Hit your son with the nine millimeter
with the rhino bullets
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Know S.P.'ll lose your peeps
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Come through in a bullshit
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hoopty with the Gucci seats
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With some Brooklyn bitches
that'll boost for weeks
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So you know I stay fresh for days
Tote the gun in your mouth,
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tell you death is just a breath away
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You alone like The Castaway
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Listen dawg, if
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you ain't pass a dude
then you pass away
They ain't tell you that the Ghost
You ain't seen me comin'?
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Told your man that the coast was clear
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Now I'm tearin' off both your ears
load the shotty watch the sofa tear
Y'all scarface niggaz, Sosa here
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So the army and the coke are here,
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we loc' out here
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They ain't tell you that I Ryde or Die?
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Thirty niggaz on your block, only five alive
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Shit, they ain't tell you that
I'm harder than Brillo
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I'ma give your mother the wire,
your father the pillow
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I don't play too much,
I weigh too much
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And when it comes to the drugs,
I weigh too much
And I don't say too much,
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Step over the dead body then I blaze the dutch,
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what? My niggaz
Verse 5
I'm takin' over the game 'cause niggaz is lame
and everybody's so butt
You know why?
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'Cause I feel I could,
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I Ryde or Die and everyday I'm so high
Right in they crib in front of they kids,
I feel I gotta go there
You know when?
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I ain't tellin' you niggaz so load up your
Verse 6
guns or join up in Gold's Gym
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I buy back haze just to get me weeded
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One cornball nigga just to get me heated
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Listen nigga I am not playin'
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He gon' know, the .3 gon' blow and he
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gon' see the shots sprayin'
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Wrong end of the barrel
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Too bad but I'ma ring your bell
like a Christmas carol
If I run out of bullets
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The ghost is a sag and I
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don't ever miss with ar rows
Verse 7
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Got a old, old soul, I miss the pharaohs
I am too deep for you, street for you
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Wanna fuck with S.P. I'll bring
the heat to you
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Five niggaz holdin' Tec's on a creek
for you
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Make the whole family weep for you
Too bad that, they was too sad
but you was a scumbag
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What? And that's why you fuckin'
with dickheads
If they drive through the block I'm
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turnin' the whip red
Verse 8
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Y'all better keep shiftin' ahead
'Fore I take your nose off, put
your lips in the head
And all the fiends call me the pusher
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But if you see my knife work then
you call me the butcher
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And it ain't no meat I cut
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I'm S.P. listen dawg,
I run every street I touch
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And you oughta come fuck with the ghost
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I got butter open your mouth,
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see if you could fuck with the toast
Verse 9
I'm takin' over the game 'cause niggaz is lame
and everybody's so butt
You know why?
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'Cause I feel I could,
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I Ryde or Die and everyday I'm so high
Right in they crib in front of they kids,
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I feel I gotta go there
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I ain't tellin' you niggaz so load up your
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guns or join up in Gold's Gym
Verse 10
I'm takin' over the game 'cause niggaz is lame
and everybody's so butt
You know why?
'Cause I feel I could,
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I Ryde or Die and everyday I'm so high
Right in they crib in front of they kids,
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I feel I gotta go there
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I ain't tellin' you niggaz so load up your
guns or join up in Gold's Gym
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It's the people's choice, DJ Envy
Blok Party, Desert Storm Mixtape, Volume 1
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