Lyrics:
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no
and foremost, it's all about the music
And how it sounds when blood, sweat, tears and time is put into it
Some ask me why we still do it, still pursue it
back I got some shit to prove
Ice in my neck nigga I be so cool
I know these niggas that's why I can't lose
If a ice cube could he would say that
has become the potion which
I need on a daily basis and define what my focus is
Don't think that I have enough
Why I'm on another run to go and get some
Ice Cube shit, fuck the po-po
No, Ice Ts, Coco logo for that bobo
So road, roll on the low low
I know most won't pose for the photo
Boardroom full
of you circlin' through my head
I sip lemon, Ice-T, read a magazine
Wish we were involved in a sneaky love scene
Saturday night it's time to party y
call me Ricky way I smoke it
I'm with Q in the Stu' we smoking weed with some brews
Put you in your place with my sword I'mma cut you
My verses are like
niggas below average
I was born a king royal package
Some like a new Bugatti zero mileage
I always thought I couldn't manage
All y'all flipping thotties
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
shit
Dark side of the moon, hummin' at MF Doom
And vodka makes energon cubes
Yo, fuck bounty, we hungry, I'm moody
Kidnap Rosie for her duty
And keep
badass, nigga you scary
I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high
I was itchin' to kill, and you was, ready to die
Why
like weight
Ask about me
Worldwide baby
Worldwide baby (A yeah yeah)
Ice Cube makin' more money in the rap game
Than some of you can (A yeah
about tomorrow
Everyday's our dying day since we're learning how to crawl
Grab the mic and spit a couple bars
Smoke some weed and break a couple laws
Live
the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
[Chorus: x 2]
If I'm a dog, then we some dogs
We all gunna chase cats, tell them dog
Girl don't waste that swallow it all
We just some dogs, we
setting up orders
Every week, run through quarters
They wonder why they’re picking up weed scents
We don’t use G Pens
Remember when I stayed in the East end
I'm kinda sick, of it all
But being lazy
It ain't a skill for all
Someone's gotta' do it
Ima roll up some weed
I ain't doin shit today
Im just doing me
[Intro: people whispering]
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
What did y'all discover?
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? (no it's
make things move slower
I'm never sober
Roll some weed our eyes gets lower
I'm in my old school
Ride it sound just like a newer motor
They're wondering
Dre had the back and Eazy had the front
(I'm behind Ice Cube cause that's where the line started)
Bitch gettin' dogged by the doc and N.W.A.
Dogged
That’s shit that I done been in
Just cause I was with some niggas stacking our dividends
But damn I need a spot to live in
Cause this ain’t just the type
playin' with the bands, like Dido (Dido)
I don't smoke weed, indoor by my lonely, like a widow (widow)
Ice cubes, pour me some more (oh), she pop like
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