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Ghost Town Video (MV)




Performed By: MGRAYULTRA
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Matthew Gray




MGRAYULTRA - Ghost Town Lyrics
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GRXY...
We was
Ridin' round with that yoppa
Skeet Skirtin'
Them tires
Plugged in
No appliance
We ain't talk to cops
Just be quiet
Where the f*ck was you at
Heard you was hittin notes
Like Mariah
Stop glorifying these rats
That gets you tagged up and expired
Free jd and
Alec too
R.I.P to wiley flew
H-town
Representing
Maryland
Done got crazy dude
Rats trying to be gangsters but
We know about you pussys
I put the dogs down
In the dog pound
Wit yo clown ass
I got the papers to prove it
All that I said
Was g shit see
Big al'
Done got marked
I was feind out
But I cleaned out and
Came back like
Scott storch
Murderlands wat I'm reppin
With that east coast connections
Stop snitchin you
Pussy ass fake thugs
That's treacherous
Everybodys a g
Until its time to go and
Get busy
Yea
I used to ride for some people but
They turned they backs up against me
F*ck it thought
It's over now
Another for the history
See these
Motherf*ckers cant hide yo
Discovery packets
Ain't empty
We was
Ridin' round with that yoppa
Skeet Skirtin'
Them tires
Plugged in
No appliance
We aint talk to cops
Just be quiet
Where the f*ck was you at
Heard you was hittin notes
Like Mariah
Stop glorifying these rats
That gets you tagged up and expired
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English

GRXY...
We was
Ridin' round with that yoppa
Skeet Skirtin'
Them tires
Plugged in
No appliance
We ain't talk to cops
Just be quiet
Where the f*ck was you at
Heard you was hittin notes
Like Mariah
Stop glorifying these rats
That gets you tagged up and expired
Free jd and
Alec too
R.I.P to wiley flew
H-town
Representing
Maryland
Done got crazy dude
Rats trying to be gangsters but
We know about you pussys
I put the dogs down
In the dog pound
Wit yo clown ass
I got the papers to prove it
All that I said
Was g shit see
Big al'
Done got marked
I was feind out
But I cleaned out and
Came back like
Scott storch
Murderlands wat I'm reppin
With that east coast connections
Stop snitchin you
Pussy ass fake thugs
That's treacherous
Everybodys a g
Until its time to go and
Get busy
Yea
I used to ride for some people but
They turned they backs up against me
F*ck it thought
It's over now
Another for the history
See these
Motherf*ckers cant hide yo
Discovery packets
Ain't empty
We was
Ridin' round with that yoppa
Skeet Skirtin'
Them tires
Plugged in
No appliance
We aint talk to cops
Just be quiet
Where the f*ck was you at
Heard you was hittin notes
Like Mariah
Stop glorifying these rats
That gets you tagged up and expired
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Writer: Matthew Gray
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