Текст песни Bad Azz - Murderous MCz, слова песни Bad Azz

Текст песни Bad Azz - Murderous MCz

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Set some fire to thisThen puff, puff, and hold it inTake a head spin, life`s a high and then you dieYou might die peaceful, you might die tragicMy life`s like magic, rock Bentleys through trafficBefore I see a casket I got to see some section on my weightThat there`d probably stress myself to deathWith all the attempts to stay sane and get richIt all depends on maintain and get chipsLike in Casinos in Vegas, I only interact with playas who ride majorI only move for the paperIt ain`t hard, but it sure ain`t easyGotta touch what ya see if ya like what ya lookin atYou can die askin other people `what you lookin at?`Touchin that make us get to bustin at yaNow you where nothin`s at, ain`t no discussin thatKeep it on the quiet, all that jaw-jackin cause riotsMore life loss, how much do a life cost?You ain`t got the dough for that, we ain`t finna go for thatWe livin too low for that, with nothin to loseI ain`t got nothin to lose, everything I touch`ll come upI`m waitin `round now for little mama with her pistols for sellHer baby daddy in jailAnd these his gun sheets sell to me upstateRight now doin eight for a federalThat`s what they tellin me in the hood the other dayYou find who`s doin what, in the strangest way(Chorus)What, what is it, nigga, you ain`t heard of us?You ain`t never ever heard the word murderer?What is it, nigga, you ain`t heard of us?You ain`t never ever heard the word murderer?What is it, nigga, you ain`t heard of us?You ain`t never ever heard the word murderer?What is it, nigga, you ain`t heard of us?You ain`t never ever heard the word murderer?We heard that the word done got around pretty quick`Cause on the eastside, man, it`s been poppin and shitI caught ya mouth runnin, that`s black ??? on the beatinThat`s Bad Azz rappin, that`s the truth, yes on that oneBut sometimes the word on the street can get you beatAnd other times it get so deep the way a nigga need some heatSo outta yo` mouth please keep my nameSo we can keep this on a level where the seat don`t flameTo think and say to thought, is a blessing itselfAnd if you get begged to talk, that`s a blessing for wealthBut your best bet is to know when to say what, why`s that? `Cause you can getyour people ???, aiiiightWhen that happen people die unhappyAnd what could be said and who can hear you when your deadThey talkin `bout the words was once thoughts in ya headYou told `em when you really should`ve sold `em, now that`s a factSo quote the words if you caught itAnd it`s out my mouth, and you done heard you done bought itGame, paid(Chorus)Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyinThis crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyinWe fightin amongst each other, the sistas they turn on brothasThe kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothersThe hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it`s so confusinYou wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosinThe cops, they wanna kill us, it`s nobody there to help usSo please somebody get on the phone and call JesusWe dyin out here for no reason, death`s every seasonLife`s like an asthma attackBarely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a jointPlease belive it, the devil`s so deceivinHe`ll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeveAnd you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad placeYou gon` wanna be with us, cryin with a sad faceMoney that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyinThis crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyinThe kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothersThe hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it`s so confusinYou wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosinThe cops, they wanna kill us, it`s nobody there to help usSo please somebody get on the phone and call JesusWe dyin out here for no reason, death`s every seasonLife`s like an asthma attackBarely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a jointPlease belive it, the devil`s so deceivinHe`ll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeveAnd you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad placeYou gon` wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face

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