โหลดเพลง mp3 Ghost - 2Pac

The only way for me to come back is by Makaveli
That's it All these motherf**kers stole from me
I'm takin back what's mine
Even if I die I'm gon' be a f**kin problem
Do you believe in ghosts m**********r
Real live black ghosts
Feel me
Some say I'm crazy these punk-a** cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me but had too many babies
Papa was a motherf**kin joke
Used to find d**e in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn don't get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
When she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep count sheep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry just ask why and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a's lullabye
On the corner where the n***az slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
（Five-OH ） I daydream about the d**e world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM what's another plug
Snatchin drugs pumpin slugs in these other thugs
（GIVE IT UP n***a） Don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last ni**a left then I'll be ghost
Don't cry just ask why and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a's lullabye
Don't cry just ask why and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a's lullabye
A seven-deuce full of n***az goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled by
Recognized the plates the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the ni**a that's gonna k**l ya
Don't murder me murder me killa a ni**a in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace deep
Back to these n***az in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose what could I do
Run for cover and return fire
DIE MOTHERF**KIN DIE hope yo' a** fry don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip hit the ground as a ni**a dash
On my a** was the motherf**kin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a ni**a got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my f**kin block
Took a shot tired of runnin from the n***az and the cops
Time to be a ghost
（HEY MAN COME THE F**K ON ）
And then we'll be ghost
Don't cry just ask why and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a's lullabye
Don't cry just ask why and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto ni**a's lullabye