Murder Made Easy - текст песни
Murder Made Easy
[young noble] (talking)
Outlawoutlaw
Bring your mother fucking jersey mob
In the name of makaveli the donthe killa motherfuckin kadafi
[akwylah - verse 1]
Everybody wanna know how I live my life (pucka)
Where’s my balls? (pucka)
Where’s my ice?
No matter now I answer thenfeel my stripes
You keep poppin shitI’ll pin my knights *dying*
At your grow dega
Smokin on your drow flavor
Spit some pimp shit
Then dip with your old neighbor (come on)
And if you reallyfeel some type of way about it
Run up in your hoodthen I’ll shoot my fuckin way about it
This jersey moboutlawakwylah
To my crew selling coke clinkin’ cock dollars
We in the same gameeat the painmaintain
All the snitches wanna see us in chain gangs
The hate for traitorsthat’s all a cop thought of
We live stool pigeons smokin in salt water *pigeon*
Only my lord and our crew know what happened to him
His family prayin ’cause one day they might back into him (uh-huhuh-huh)
[smooth - verse 2]
With nothin to looseI walk through clutchin my tools
Ice-grill make you wanna say what’s fuckin with smooth (yowhat’s fuckin
With that nigga? )
I’m sick of these crewsactin like they’ve been payin dues
I put the heat to emtell them niggaz kick off they shoes
What would you do in the position when it’s us against you?
That teflon mother fuckercan your head take two?
Shut the fuck up ’fore your luck’s up
What you gonna do when your shit’s up
Besides get dissed on niggaand pistol-whipped up
Tied upmouth taped uplayed outand hit up
Leave you in praygotta give you a napkin to wipe that shit up
After the factholdin in timeshit up for lit up
High drilly and shit yeah nigga you know the mix-up
We that squad for realjersey mob for real
It be kill or be killedso we drawin that steel
I’m lovin the rushessex county doublin usfuckin with us (yeahyeah
Yeah)
We ownin enoughthem rollers is bust
[chorus - akwylah] x 2
(murder - repeated in background of chorus)
Murder made easy for dummies
Before you pull the trigger
Hit his pocketstake all his money
First you gotta be smart
Check his race and his bag
To see if he’s strapped
And hit him once in the face
And that’s that
[trife - verse 3]
Well where you at then?
When I needed you the most
I hit rock bottom
I couldn’t see that we was close
Yo boxwatch em
Now they all champaign
Ballin campaign
Yeah that nigga fall in the rain
Dirty ya joints poppin like you greasy burger enflamed
Every verse I drop’s another small piece of the pain
Shit’ll never be the same
After we got burned
Niggaz is burnt out
And yo there’s nowhere to turn
Like court adjourned
Without a quarter to burn
Short of return
To the same game in order to earn
Y’all niggaz don’t learn
I ain’t concerned by far
Spit six bars like gem-starstitchesand scars
Niggaz dry snitchinyo they intuition bizarre
Picture me starved
Without a partnerpitchin is hard
Listenmy jawto find the right position tomorrow
Is mission imposs?
I be yellin really my eyes
Niggaz kill me when they nod like they really alive
[kastro - verse 4]
You ain’t shit without your homeboys
Y’all ain’t no grown boys
I feel it all and no voice
Now you stuck with no choice
Get on the groundgive up your property
It’s like monopoly
With jersey mob this timethey’re ain’t a mother fucker stoppin me
That’s why I pop three in my throat
Wait for my shit to drop and it’s murder she wrote
Forgot to pull it close
And I got enough to go around for everybody challengin
Gunsnever silenceI’m still wildin like allen
And mister jeruwell it’s mob. all that deep shit
You can keep it
Fuck frontinI ain’t never kept a secret
My dog’s swiftdoin the hard shift in the jail
I’m still sendin the mail
We livin’ in hell
My mom dukes told me ’life is what you make it’
So watch yours close
And the outlawz will fuck around and take it
I got these spinks payin a hundred a gramfifty for half
I’ll get em for thiry that’s why I dump at last
Chorus
[napolean - verse 5]
We catch niggaz at the stop light
And do what’s not right
It’s worked for centuries
To the og’s and peace gites
We seat nightand we run through your chest
Got a bitch with your name on her breast
Up to set up your death
We watch your ass for ten months
If we gots em (yeah)
Then the first mistake you make (see them)
Mother fucker we gots you (got em)
We do it so cold
We make your niggaz think they saw a ghost
You untouchable niggaz don’t even know we so close
(right next to you nigga)
Coast to coastwe spread so rapidly
Manthe niggaz sittin next to you answer to me
Cause we can touch you when we want to
So watch your tongue
We listenin closely man
Y’all know have no one
We got guns
Plus the ones that pac left (uh-huh)
We got enemies
Plus the ones that pac left (uh-huh)
We bang thug lifeoutlaw
Cause that’s our job (yeahyeah)
We backed by the mob
And we hittin these niggaz hard
So what?
Chorus
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