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Артист: NatureНазвание : Murder For HireДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop podcast rap queensbridge hip hop Видео:
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get bodied, some niggas snitch, knowwhatImsayin`? throughout the World it`s the thugs, the laws of Nature, this is how we eat, don`t ever try to take food from a starving Man, he`s goin` at you. Verse 1: It was a Murder contract on these cats that owe they tried workin` for the boss, never brung back dough so I chose to hit `em the reward was Four Million Two if I hit a bitch or any small children check it, they had a picture of the first cat he out in BX, I know where he rest and where to search at so I`m right there, I`m peeped duke in Jerry Rice gear came from behind, put the shine to his ear took a snap shot, brought that back, collect the chips Half a Million knocked off before we talk about the next hit the next flic was a older cat he had a short arm, crippled at birth but still he hold a gat Bachelor, placin` his bets up in Aqueduct first of the Month some how he stayed rackin` up I reached first, he started backin` up stopped to reach for his piece, I squeezed, he never got to duck I hit him dead in his chest, eternal fire returnin` for the chips when it`s murder for hire. Verse 2: I got a knack for this bodyin` shit, escape miraculous exchange money for death, they can`t tax the chips I got trapped by a bad bitch the contracts on my own head, she actin` like she Catcholic met her on some high class shit Halftime, watchin` the Knicks against the Mavericks, my G was average skip that, she took me back to where she live at stripped and gave me mad head, I`m `bout to push her shit back we pulled our guns at the same time the same frame of mind I told her to chill relax, unload the steel here`s the plan for us I know the perfect Man to bust they call him Top Dog weak links need to be popped off he`s hard to reach, I know a friend that know a friend that could get him on the phone for a fee, a quick Ten the next victim, we both could hit `em catch him while he sleepin`, when he wakes up the Lord is wit` em. Sometimes it happens in the streets, sometimes it happens in the crib, you can`t escape death. Verse 3: A week went by and I`m losin` sleep they sent niggas out to get me so now I gotta move with heat persuin` beef, while hearin` stories untrue nowhere to run to, seein` my face on NewYork One news high profile crime, shit caught on tape with no ski mask so therefore I`m takin` all the weight Shorty`s wit` me and she tryin` to thug it makin` me paranoid, seducin` me like Michael Douglass mad stressed, back to back cigarettes fuck it, honey got chips, skip duke, she could get it next I need to trust you you could be the brain, I`ll be the muscle one false move and I`m`a bust you kissed her on the cheek before I dicked her to sleep told her we gettin` closer we can get him this week be she never awoke to see a niggas face I skipped town with her bread, her head spread across the pillow case. Leavin` them bitches where they lay, I don`t got no time to love them hoes, money come first, money and murder, we were raised off this shit, you can`t escape it, it`s on every street, every corner, I`d rather get paid for this shit. | Похожие исполнители:
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