Big Producer: Yeah It's the ghost SP wit the G-O-D AZ It's the ghost SP wit the G-O-D AZ hardest yea hardest out Styles P: I'm from a part of new york thats fowler than poor where the dirty ****** pile in the court (****) you should know im a yonkers native gem star swing somebody cut your run wit david stomp ya head like its part of the pavement got business to engage in, my man got a case and we got to go kill a witness just to save him always got me back on that new **** playing marvin gaye right before and after i do **** ****ing wit them ****** thats ruthless havoc ****** in the bar rx-7 and supra's drinking to much smoking to much going places acting ignorant provoking too much I dont know the ***** ****ing had opened him up Im from a place where the man that hit ya bounced to orlando wit ya on a roll let the cannon hit ya boy we oh so fowl and i aint tryna blow no trail these ****** show no style they like cowards on the stand (cowards) looking at the nine i got the power in my hand, feel me maybe not wit your lady shot why dont you tell me what your baby got, ***** your playing the game, stick to the rules if you dont know em then go back to school ************ Chorus (Styles P): I'm T-H-E H-A-R-D-E-S-T you dont wanna see SP everyday i wake up its like im liabel to sin smoke haze and bible paper swallowing gin im G-H-O-S-T i can crack the ground and make the clouds come down find me if your looking for trouble send a 100 ****** imma bust a thousand rounds AZ: Im the rap James Bond my crack hairs gone got it cuffed in the court had my mac face on funny walk money talk toe black stay calm we up north like a boss that had half his arms slid his mom 7 grand told her hold that down we fam it go low then i roll back 'round am as viscous as the realest you know only difference is consistence im considered a pro from the trenches 'till im dead and inches below its not a game hear the name better snitchin wit dough you never know ****** wanna see me dead, death threats being spread but its easily said they cant touch me stay wit a chick and a dutchy slim and quick but the fifth make me feel like im husky develish dont move with a car lean over most wanted in the mix tryna dodge that quarter Im wit tarver and weigh more than thats most Im wit the ghost and we bang like we champs of the coast put your gloves on and **** the humble **** the love is gone by the morning they'll mumble and mourn **********as Chorus (AZ): Im T-H-E H-A-R-D-E-S-T y'all dont wanna see AZ at any givin minute ***** liabel to flip you wanna pimp ***** find you a ***** im not the one S-O-S thats me got a 100 hungry goons that'll kill for free and the same young ***** that'll torch ya face suit up and support the waste
Big Producer: Yeah It's the ghost SP wit the G-O-D AZ It's the ghost SP wit the G-O-D AZ hardest yea hardest out Styles P: I'm from a part of new york thats fowler than poor where the dirty ****** pile in the court (****) you should know im a yonkers native gem star swing somebody cut your run wit david stomp ya head like its part of the pavement got business to engage in, my man got a case and we got to go kill a witness just to save him always got me back on that new **** playing marvin gaye right before and after i do **** ****ing wit them ****** thats ruthless havoc ****** in the bar rx-7 and supra's drinking to much smoking to much going places acting ignorant provoking too much I dont know the ***** ****ing had opened him up Im from a place where the man that hit ya bounced to orlando wit ya on a roll let the cannon hit ya boy we oh so fowl and i aint tryna blow no trail these ****** show no style they like cowards on the stand (cowards) looking at the nine i got the power in my hand, feel me maybe not wit your lady shot why dont you tell me what your baby got, ***** your playing the game, stick to the rules if you dont know em then go back to school ************ Chorus (Styles P): I'm T-H-E H-A-R-D-E-S-T you dont wanna see SP everyday i wake up its like im liabel to sin smoke haze and bible paper swallowing gin im G-H-O-S-T i can crack the ground and make the clouds come down find me if your looking for trouble send a 100 ****** imma bust a thousand rounds AZ: Im the rap James Bond my crack hairs gone got it cuffed in the court had my mac face on funny walk money talk toe black stay calm we up north like a boss that had half his arms slid his mom 7 grand told her hold that down we fam it go low then i roll back 'round am as viscous as the realest you know only difference is consistence im considered a pro from the trenches 'till im dead and inches below its not a game hear the name better snitchin wit dough you never know ****** wanna see me dead, death threats being spread but its easily said they cant touch me stay wit a chick and a dutchy slim and quick but the fifth make me feel like im husky develish dont move with a car lean over most wanted in the mix tryna dodge that quarter Im wit tarver and weigh more than thats most Im wit the ghost and we bang like we champs of the coast put your gloves on and **** the humble **** the love is gone by the morning they'll mumble and mourn **********as Chorus (AZ): Im T-H-E H-A-R-D-E-S-T y'all dont wanna see AZ at any givin minute ***** liabel to flip you wanna pimp ***** find you a ***** im not the one S-O-S thats me got a 100 hungry goons that'll kill for free and the same young ***** that'll torch ya face suit up and support the waste