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Bad Azz lyrics Murderous Mcz lyrics Set some fire to this Then puff, puff, and hold it in Take a head spin, life's a high and then you die You might die peaceful, you might die tragic My life's like magic, rock Bentleys through traffic Before I see a casket I got to see some section on my weight That there'd probably stress myself to death With all the attempts to stay sane and get rich It all depends on maintain and get chips Like in Casinos in Vegas, I only interact with playas who ride major I only move for the paper It ain't hard, but it sure ain't easy Gotta touch what ya see if ya like what ya lookin at You can die askin other people 'what you lookin at?' Touchin that make us get to bustin at ya Now you where nothin's at, ain't no discussin that Keep it on the quiet, all that jaw-jackin cause riots More life loss, how much do a life cost? You ain't got the dough for that, we ain't finna go for that We livin too low for that, with nothin to lose I ain't got nothin to lose, everything I touch'll come up I'm waitin 'round now for little mama with her pistols for sell Her baby daddy in jail And these his gun sheets sell to me upstate Right now doin eight for a federal That's what they tellin me in the hood the other day You 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 shit I caught ya mouth runnin, that's black ??? on the beatin That's Bad Azz rappin, that's the truth, yes on that one But sometimes the word on the street can get you beat And other times it get so deep the way a nigga need some heat So outta yo' mouth please keep my name So we can keep this on a level where the seat don't flame To think and say to thought, is a blessing itself And if you get begged to talk, that's a blessing for wealth But your best bet is to know when to say what, why's that? 'Cause you can get your people ???, aiiiight When that happen people die unhappy And what could be said and who can hear you when your dead They talkin 'bout the words was once thoughts in ya head You told 'em when you really should've sold 'em, now that's a fact So quote the words if you caught it And it's out my mouth, and you done heard you done bought it Game, paid (Chorus) Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin We fightin amongst each other, the sistas they turn on brothas The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season Life's like an asthma attack Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season Life's like an asthma attack Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face Other Bad Azz lyrics: Life Ain T Hard lyrics Personal Business lyrics U Don T Wanna Be Broke lyrics Don T Wanna Die lyrics It S On All Day lyrics This Here S For Y All lyrics Too Many Choices lyrics A Hold On Hip Hop lyrics Everythang Happens For A Reason lyrics Ghetto Star lyrics Money, Houses, And Cars lyrics This Life Of Mine lyrics We Be Puttin It Down lyrics |