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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh Valet park that Ghost, I be doin' the most I just pulled up ten foreigns in a row, eeny, miny, moe I just threw like ten racks on a ho I threw like twenty thousand the day before, yeah (Yeah) Fuck you niggas shootin’ at a ghost, you ain't hit a soul I know all my dawgs, they all go and they don't miss a foe Thinkin’ 'bout should I let 'em go, I put 'em in that scope Boy, you better go and slide for big bro and you better not choke Remember days I was broke, valet park that Ghost Ain't no umbrellas in the doors, we got too many poles We got automatics, we on go, we want plenty smoke I could smoke a whole pound and still gon' want plenty smoke And Lord, I hate they kill one of my niggas Lord, I hate my nigga doin' some years behind these niggas (Huh) And some tellin' me not to, but I still wanna go get ’em And even if we drop two, we still tryna get triple And for my dawg I’m doin' two hundred years Or a hundred years, I pray that God forgive me For my dawg I’d do a hundred years Or two hundred years, I pray that God forgive me For them dudes in the street every night Told me I was gonna get rich, he ain't never lied I told you I would never sell my soul, I ain't never tried A nigga done killed my dawg, now the tears all in my eye For my dawg Aus Songtexte Mania