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lirik lagu maurizio’s funeral – mickey diamond & big ghost ltd

[intro: dj swab & mickey diamond]
“you want it from ghost, then throw c.r.e.a.m. on”
“jumping out of planes for dough, gucci parachutes”
relationships in the family were so bad that few guccis came to maurizio’s funeral
it’s the umbrella, b*tch
huh? what the f*ck?
there was no shortage of suspects, but it would take police two years to make an arrest
gucci ghost
i be doing this sh*t like, like i’m possessed by a ghost or somethin’, huh?
ahh, gucci ghost!

[verse:]
i can either inspire or retire the artist
push the truck with my dog like the fire department
in new jersеy drivin’ hot wirin’ charges
with the platinum ak, y’all the firing squad ya (brr)
a hitman for hirе, in rich man attire
put a price tag on your head, six bags of bhaiya (boom)
messiah, rise from the grave grab the black mac and wave it
masked on like we at a masquerade (huh)
criminal accolades, for acting brave, i smack a lame in the face with the strap like aftershave
the heater make the ice in your chains evaporate
and that’s your fate, flip the table and smash the plate
rappers procrastinate, slip into your room while you half awake
then have my little n*ggas trash the place (tear this b*tch up)
cover your face with masking tape
take a step back and blast away (brr, brr, brr), i shouldn’t have to wait
i need cash today donny hathaway
in the background, singin’ while i plan my escape
bananas and grapes, not connected to my hip bone
if this was the ’80s i’d be trappin’ from a brick phone (h*llo?)
spitting with a sick tone, the bl!ck’ll give a n*gga down syndrome (brr)
this sh*t a n*gga kick it really hit home, play the end zone (brr)
30 in the clips spillin’ brimstone, whip a red top like fred flintstone
my jeweler said it’s 16 grand to get the wrist blown (hah)
still split. a b*tch n*gga dome like a wishbone
i brought back the gifts that the grinch stole
watermelon mint, no tense or the whip, that’s a fishbowl
rubberband money sh*t thicker than a swiss roll
in saint clair shores (huh), finna kick it with some rich hoes
loud pack hittin’ like vladimir klitschko
life’s a b*tterfly stitch, i got this sh*t sold (i got this sh*t sold)
yo, (diamonds), and don’t you ever forget (ahh, gucci ghost!)
[chorus:]
i can either inspire or retire the artist
push the truck with my dog like the fire department
in new jersey drivin’ hot wirin’ charges (voom)
with the platinum ak, y’all the firing squad ya (brr)
i can either inspire or retire the artist
push the truck with my dog like the fire department
in new jersey drivin’ hot wirin’ charges (voom)
with the platinum ak, y’all the (brr, brr, brr, brr) (diamonds)
diamond dallas, n*gga

[outro:]
ghost of maurizio
ahh, gucci ghost!
his daughters were there with his estranged wife, patrizia, but already the widow’s attitude struck some as strange
she was interviewed on tv and she said
some people die in their bed, some people die on the street
some people have the privilege to be k!lled
i mean, if she ain’t crazy, i don’t know who’s crazy
(?) a woman that we have left, you want to talk right down to earth in a language that everybody here can easily understand

- mickey diamond big ghost ltd

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