Текст (слова) песни: Nature - Murder For Hire

Yeah, this how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin` thug niggas, niggas
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.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Nature - Murder For Hire Yeah, this how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin` thug niggas, niggas 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. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Murder For Hire: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/13471.html Все тексты песен: Nature » Nature - The Ultimate High (LP Version) » Nature - Murder For Hire » Nature - Nature`s Shine » Nature - I Remember » Nature - Mans World » Nature - Smoke » Nature - Young Love » Nature - I Remember » Nature - Friend of Mine » Nature - Hot Nights » Nature - What You Know » Nature - Smoke » Nature - If I Aint a Thug » Nature - Man`s World » Nature - I Don`t Give a Fuck » Nature - QB Finest * Queensbridge: The Album » Nature - Natures Shine » Nature - The Ultimate High » Nature - Take it Off » Nature - The Ultimate High (LP Version) Рекомендуем скачать: » Dimension Zero - Dead Silent Shriek » Dream Theater - War Inside My Head » Dark-Zone - Unknown Knowledge » David Gray - The Light » David Lee Murphy - Pirates Cove » De La Soul f Glenn Lewis - Am I Worth You? » David Bowie - We Prick You » Digital Underground f KRS-One - Who Got the Gravy? » Dave Dudley - Freight Train » Dead By 28 - Going On A Trip » Dusty Springfield - I Want To Be A Free Girl » D.P.G. f Slip Capone - Dillinger & Young Gotti » David Gray - Can`t Get Through (hidden) » Dan Hill - Ive Been Alone » Dance Hall Crashers - street sweeper \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Dj Jazzy Jeff And The Fresh Prince - Nightmare on My Street » David Lee Roth - Lady Luck » D12 - Revelation » David Bowie - Seven » Divinyls - I Touch Myself
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