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letra de ghost (rmx by mad bullet beatz - 2pac

ghost (rmx by mad bullet beatz lyrics
intro: 2pac
the only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
that’s it
all these motherf-ckers stole from me
i’m takin’ back what’s mine
(you motherf-ckers can’t stop me
even if i die, i’m gonna be a f-ckin’ problem
do you believe in ghosts, motherf-cker?
real live black… ghosts)
(feel me?)
(1 verse 2pac)
some say i’m crazy, these punk-ass cops can’t fade me
mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
papa was a motherf-ckin’ joke
used to find dope in his coat
and nearly chokеd when he’d tell mе not to smoke
d-mn, don’t get me started
my mama smoked so god d-mn much
when she was pregnant that i’m surprised i ain’t r-t-rded
at night i can’t sleep, count sheep
as they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
starin’ at the wall, heard a scream
wake up in the mornin’
see the blood in the hall from the murder scene
don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
as i take you through a ghetto n-gga’s lullaby
on the corner, where the n-ggas slang they crack
and the undercovers jack those that don’t watch they back
(five-oh!) i daydream about the dope world
take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
my mossberg goes boom, what’s another plug
sn-tchin’ drugs, pumpin’ slugs in these other thugs
(give it up n-gga!) don’t run out of breath
every step could be death ’till you blast
and be the last n-gga left, then i’ll be ghost
(hook 2pac)
don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
as i take you through a ghetto n-gga’s lullaby
don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
as i take you through a ghetto n-gga’s lullaby
(2 verse 2pac)
a seven-deuce full of n-ggas goes by
thought i was trippin’ the second time they rolled by
recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
but everybody swear they know the n-gga that’s gonna k!ll ya
don’t murder me, murder me
k!ll a n-gga in his sleep
let me die as i rest in peace, deep
back to these n-ggas in the seven-deuce
a mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose
what could i do?
run for cover and return fire
die motherf-ckin’ dir, hope yo’ ass fry don’t ask why
but i let off everything i have
an empty clip, hit the ground as a n-gga dash
on my ass was the motherf-ckin’ cops now
barely breathin’ tryin’ to keep from gettin’ shot down
boo-yow is the sound, bullet whizzed by
still runnin’ like a n-gga got nine lives
don’t know why but i’m runnin’ to my f-ckin’ block
took a shot, tired of runnin’ from the n-ggas and the cops
time to be a ghost
(hey man, come the f-ck on!)
(hook outro 2pac)
and then we’ll be ghost
don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
as i take you through a ghetto n-gga’s lullaby
don’t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
as i take you through a ghetto n-gga’s lullaby
f-ck the police n-gga!

- 2pac

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