Ghost in a Nutshell

[Intro] Two, two, yeah Two, two, two, yeah Two, two, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, two, two, yeah Oh shit! It's that vibe right here Shit, I love it [Verse] Shouldda been done wit' it but I'm so dumb wit' it You can pick a rapper then tell him to come get it Put somethin' in sun fitted, funky like sun shitted Supposed to be gangstas but they actin' like dumb bitches Man, got a pound of jungle boys, and my lungs with it Shout out to Fife, use the beat and have fun wit' it I'm gon' run wit' it like [?] in a cop chase You a piece of shit, I outta spit in your [?] face If you hear me on the stereo, I'm like hood, I'm scenario (I lay buckshots) Used sell dope on the block, lay buckshot Smith and Wesson, holdin' a Smith and Wesson If I can't shoot it out, I'ma teach you a different lesson Listen up, that's a hawk in your big intestine Excuse I, I mean the large one (excuse I) You a piece of shit, matter fact, a large one These niggas is so dumb, they know that it's redrum when the Ghost come I just dumped a fifty in a clip and that bitch ready to burn, that's a smoke gun Now, if you wanna see a smokin' gun or get choked, man, you must be on coke, son I could do the favor for you 'cause the lasers on the mother fuckin' scope won [?] Ghost [Outro] Ghost Two, two, two Yeah, yeah, two, two, two Ghost, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ghost Two, two, two