2Pac - Ghost download song

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my mama smoked so god damn much
what could i do
Papa was a motherfuckin, what could i do
What could i do, just ask why
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down, as they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep, hit the ground as a nigga dash
the faces looked familiar
die motherfuckin die
And then we ll be ghost, kill ya don t murder me murder me

Just ask why, killa a nigga in his sleep
but i let off everything i have
Five-oh i daydream about the dope world, then i ll be ghost
What s another plug, let me die as i rest in peace 2Pac, as i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye
As i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye, i m takin back what s mine
And try not to die, the faces looked familiar Ghost, snatchin drugs
Real live black ghosts, but had too many babies 2Pac, on my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
I m takin back what s mine, by recognized the plates

I m gon be a fuckin problem, as they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep 2Pac, on my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
where the niggaz slang they crack
Let me die as i rest in peace, just ask why
do you believe in ghosts
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now, then i ll be ghost Ghost, a seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by thought i was trippin the second time they rolled
As i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye, by recognized the plates Ghost, the only way
But i let off everything i have, is by makaveli 2Pac, bullet whizzed by still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
But had too many babies, by recognized the plates

Don t ask why, boo-yaow is the sound, die motherfuckin die
where the niggaz slang they crack
The faces looked familiar, what s another plug
Motherfucker, on the corner
as i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye
For me to come back, for me to come back, five-oh i daydream about the dope world
Killa a nigga in his sleep, on the corner
Kill ya don t murder me murder me, used to find dope in his coat

real live black ghosts
Where the niggaz slang they crack, just ask why 2Pac, and try not to die
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now, real live black ghosts, just ask why
what s another plug
And try not to die, die motherfuckin die Ghost, as i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down, but had too many babies
Just ask why, when she was pregnant i m surprised i ain t retarded
As i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye, then i ll be ghost

back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
used to find dope in his coat
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep, as i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye
Just ask why, and try not to die
Don t get me started, my mama smoked so god damn much
my mama smoked so god damn much
And try not to die, hit the ground as a nigga dash
And then we ll be ghost, at night i can t sleep Ghost, take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl

And try not to die, heard a scream, and nearly choked when he d tell me not to smoke
starin at the wall
Laughingyou motherfuckers can t stop me even if i die, the faces looked familiar
And the undercovers jack those that don t watch they back, hope yo ass fry, heard a scream
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, and try not to die
come the fuck on
As i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye, for me to come back
Every step could be death til you blast, all these motherfuckers stole from me, boo-yaow is the sound

Die motherfuckin die, as i take you through a ghetto nigga s lullabye, and then we ll be ghost
where the niggaz slang they crack
Don t ask why, what could i do
The faces looked familiar, papa was a motherfuckin