Ghost (remix)

Notorious B.I.G.

  • 																					Featuring 2Pac

    [Intro]
    yours terms, you don't
    feel it move, and one
    night you look up, one
    spark and the sky's on fire

    [The Notorious BIG]
    Check it, Big Poppa
    throwing niggas off of cliffs
    smoking spliffs, disappearing
    wit my bitch in the ? cliffs
    read my lips, i'll kill you
    running spilt you, did i say
    thank you, i grant you
    three wishes cuz i be
    the genie, niggaz's ass out
    like fat bitches in bikinis
    read between the line
    see what i see, i see
    the diary of a sick bastard
    JUNIOR Mafia blaster
    rubies on the hips
    brought clip to flip chips
    brought orders to fill clits
    it don't stop, it don't stop
    watch the hit nigga
    it don't stop, it don't stop
    watch the hit nigga
    JUNIOR Mafia representin
    Bucktown, like another cop back
    niggas better duck down, face down
    you know the routine supreme
    hey ladies, you know the
    drama Biggie bring

    [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 motherfuckin, joke
    Used to find dope in his coat
    And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
    Daaamn, don't get me started
    My mama smoked so God damn much
    when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
    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 nigga's lullabye
    On the corner, where the niggaz 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 mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug
    Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
    (GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don't run out of breath
    Every step could be death 'til you blast
    And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost

    [Chorus: 2Pac]
    Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
    As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
    Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
    As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye

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