Key: C major•
Verse 1
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Dm
(Intro)
Cm
yea!
(Verse 1: Styles) Yea it's the ghost Jada and Eve
Verse 2
C
I
squeeze my shit,
F
C
I don't wave it and leave
Y'all motherf**kin' extra lame
the taxi in the hallway
Dm
C
they clothes is tacky
Get an 18 or brick and
little bit of hash too
C
Dm
See me when I pass through,
f**k around and I'ma blast you
C
Dm
Do what I have to,
Dm
C
Cm
I leave a message, ain't a phone I use
they bones I bruise
C
Dm
Leave 50 niggas dead,
C
Dm
Another 20 more engine
I got a gun,
F**K YOU BRING YO' MAN FO'?!
Verse 3
Dm
(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve)
Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
First come the hawk,
Verse 4
then next come the toast
Send mad cowards
Verse 5
on they way to Allah
First lady, I just point, they squeeze
C
Em
Ryde or Die, Double R What
by your side
Verse 6
On top of that,
I even made niggas set goals
I wanna know how many bullets
Thirty- two, or whatever
the tech holes
Dm
My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather
'Cause listenin' is like livin'
you start bleedin'
And the odds was against us
Niggas in the hood don't give
Or drunk with the Prince CD
Nigga frontin' I get my you
C
Dm
in the pump kinda hot out
C
Dm
Hit the button put the roof in the trunk
C
Dm
Play the block with the Royal Blue
Dm
C
You ain't got a ride,
Ya' bitches is mad
Eve got the shit and smash
Verse 7
Dm
(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve)
Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
First come the hawk,
Verse 8
then next come the toast
Send mad cowards
Verse 9
on they way to Allah
First lady, I just point, they squeeze
C
Em
Ryde or Die, Double R What
by your side
Verse 10
savage bitch
And ain't nobody flipped an
and coach this shit
Dm
C
You feelin' lucky? then
aproach me, shit
I'm like the glass,
Bb
C
you just the coaster bitch; Under me!
You wanna make it ugly,
can't do nothin' 'bout it
Dm
C
Angry at the public, buggin' me
Rat bitch, pot bitch,
hungover hot bitch
Wantin' all that money,
f**kin' gettin' all that rock, shiiit
Climbin' the walls wit' gimmicks,
that shit is pitiful
Dawgs close by me, so why try me
They wan' cop me but they too sloppy
got your stomach in knots
'Cause I ain't lettin' go
I keepin' it locked
I know you gettin' mad
'cause your luck's up
Plus I'm a purebread, baby,
I don't f**k with mutts
Come on!
Verse 11
Dm
(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve)
Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What
First come the hawk,
Verse 12
then next come the toast
Send mad cowards
Verse 13
on they way to Allah
First lady, I just point, they squeeze
C
Em
Ryde or Die, Double R What
Outro 1
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Em
Dm
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Em
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Em
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Am
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