Letra de It's Over - Ghostface Killah
Letra de canci�n de It's Over de Ghostface Killah lyrics
Back in �95 when I was juggling bitches
Pumping coke out the spot smacking fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever
Blowing chronic out of Phillies, getting flusty in the Cube� Link era
Niggas telling me my spot is hot
They like, �I think anyday now, playboy, shit gon� pop‿
Back then I was the fat Ghost, it came March 1st
My ace {Bakool?} got merked I burned for all our work
After the funeral I played low
Counting my last ten Gs, three weeks later yo I�m back in the {P�s?}
Gathering up information, checking faces
Keeping the 45 auto loaded like it was bases
When it get dark better believe my mark
I heard a voice through a bullhorn the white man he said, �yo Starks
You�re surrounded, put down your gun look at the ruger
It�s nothing but cops nigga, you better not run‿
[Chorus]
Over� And I�m not laughing
(The masquerade� the masquerade)
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My, my my, good days is over
11.40am in the Best Western
I�m with my bat blue her ass back and chest in
Slob my knob yeah no question
This my main bat, she thorough like that so we don�t use protection
But the night before my wiz must of checked my phone
How�d she got the code? Psh, I don�t know
Next thing she laying in the tel� lobby
She spotted me tipping the doorman, holding hands with my bitch beside me
My heart dropped, everything stopped, scared to death
Told my broad to keep it moving cos I just got knocked
Don�t turn around, as soon as she did she bust a shot
Plus she tough security dropped when she touched the glock
I had the dumb face on, long face on
Didn�t say shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was gone
There goes the car, house, {?} jury, court date, judges
My shorty tried to screw me
[Chorus]
Pumping coke out the spot smacking fiends in the kitchen
All around dick sucks whenever
Blowing chronic out of Phillies, getting flusty in the Cube� Link era
Niggas telling me my spot is hot
They like, �I think anyday now, playboy, shit gon� pop‿
Back then I was the fat Ghost, it came March 1st
My ace {Bakool?} got merked I burned for all our work
After the funeral I played low
Counting my last ten Gs, three weeks later yo I�m back in the {P�s?}
Gathering up information, checking faces
Keeping the 45 auto loaded like it was bases
When it get dark better believe my mark
I heard a voice through a bullhorn the white man he said, �yo Starks
You�re surrounded, put down your gun look at the ruger
It�s nothing but cops nigga, you better not run‿
[Chorus]
Over� And I�m not laughing
(The masquerade� the masquerade)
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/it-s-over-ghostface-killah.php
My, my my, good days is over
11.40am in the Best Western
I�m with my bat blue her ass back and chest in
Slob my knob yeah no question
This my main bat, she thorough like that so we don�t use protection
But the night before my wiz must of checked my phone
How�d she got the code? Psh, I don�t know
Next thing she laying in the tel� lobby
She spotted me tipping the doorman, holding hands with my bitch beside me
My heart dropped, everything stopped, scared to death
Told my broad to keep it moving cos I just got knocked
Don�t turn around, as soon as she did she bust a shot
Plus she tough security dropped when she touched the glock
I had the dumb face on, long face on
Didn�t say shit, not even cough or spit, my bitch was gone
There goes the car, house, {?} jury, court date, judges
My shorty tried to screw me
[Chorus]
