Ghost Music

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[Intro: DJ Drama & Icewear Vezzo] QC the Label You know, when people meet me in person They say I'm quite humble (K9) When I get on these tape, I turn into a monster Gangsta Grillz I be talking heavy, all I need is [?] I don't know nothing but to talk heavy Fuck you think I'm here for? Roll them niggas up, we gon' blow good tonight Vezzo DJ Drama (Iced Up Records) [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I be coming heavy, nigga, fuck the limelight Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right Fuck how niggas coming, bitch, we turnt and buying ice Rollie shine bright, we know you the lying type [Verse: Icewear Vezzo] [?] niggas, I got rich, they say I'm acting funny [?] just stack two hundred, his shit up Don't get whackеd with buddy Just got back from hustling, thousand bowls, time to vacuum seal it I be on thе road with thirty straps, in a rack with butter Walk inside the club, I need that shit, I don't do shit for free Never stick my dick in basic hoes, they ain't got shit for me We been smoking shit for like a week, that's why we [?] Ice pack, flooded in the streets, I need like six a piece Roll them niggas up, we finna smoke good Don't give a fuck how niggas feel, bitch, it ain't no love [?] stood on business, just like bro should We done left two hundred shots off in your hood Nigga [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I be coming heavy, nigga, fuck the limelight Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right Fuck how niggas coming, bitch, we turnt and buying ice Got it out the mud, Prezi Rollie shine bright [Verse: Icewear Vezzo] Crazy check, how you wearing cuban, cost a eighty pack We was fucking niggas up with [?] I need that quagen back Sip drink and flex, brodie got his belt, that mean he came in strapped I don't do no dissing with no rappers, get shit laid to rest Rolling white, we be doing pipes, so we gon' go on sight Step up in that bitch with thirty thousand just to throw the night Niggas cappin, they ain't in them streets, them niggas on the mic I just sold like fifty pounds of pressure, got the Rollie iced Roll them niggas up, we finna smoke good Don't give a fuck how niggas feel, bitch it ain't no love huh [?] stood on business just like bro should We done let two hundred shots off in your hood Nigga [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] I be coming heavy, nigga, fuck the limelight Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right Fuck how niggas coming, bitch, we turnt and buying ice Got it out the mud, Prezi Rollie shine bright [Outro: DJ Drama] What up tho! Gangsta Grillz