Layzie Bone, Nemo - Murder lyrics

[Layzie Bone, Nemo - Murder lyrics]

Nigga! I step in this bitch
And commence to get live, niggas they know
When that nigga Layzie be ready
To set off the ride
Surprise, nigga I'm cockin the fo'
You cocky with flow, you gotta go
Still in the show and my rhyme is my ammo
My life is the barrel and
It's lettin it loose
And I'm playin you pussies like fuckin pianos
You niggas can't handle what
I've got to offer
Life is a gamble, I'm bettin you softer
You claimin you ridin but we know you walkin
Run around town doin nothin but talkin
Yup, they wanna take you serious
It ain't no bass in your voice
It ain't clear enough
They don't feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it
But on the contrary, I'm the realest realest
Realest of all
Runnin the game, I'm runnin it all
Layzie been about love
Layzie Bone been in the streets
I keep it so hood, I keep it so gutter
There's no nigga realer than me
I figured I'd mention that twice
I'mma put that on my life
You niggas ain't ready, you
Niggas ain't comin
You niggas gon' pay the price
Wanna play then roll the dice
Fuck around and be crappin out
L-Burna start stabbin now to show
You niggas what's happenin now

Mo' murda, mo' murda
Mo-mo-mo' murda, mo' murda (nigga)
Mo' murda, mo' murda
Mo-mo-mo' murda, mo' murda

Ay now I be, leanin like a muh'fucker
Bitches on the dick cause a nigga spent
Three or fo' hun'ed on them muh'fuckin kicks
With the stars on 'em, nope
Not Comp's cousin
I'm beyond buzzin, I'm drunk-ass Dom's cousin
Quit all that talkin on back to
Boston and get it nigga
Dippin in the streets of California
Where I'm livin nigga
Sittin in the drop-top
Leanin with the Glock cocked
Yeah my block hot
So if I gotta I'mma pop shots
Hit the spot and do my thang
In the streets they know my name
It's big dirty money, gotta get it
I suggest that you do the same
Spend dough on e'rythang
Put chrome on e'rythang all day, e'ry day
And I knock hoes on e'rythang
No spare change
Big face bills is all I'm countin here
You niggas is just playin with the game
I'm really out here out here, countin G's
From the Midwest to the South to the East
I'm doin my thang, you'd best believe
In restin in these Californian palm trees
Yeah

If it ain't one thang, it's another
So I pray for the best, prepare for the worst
I done done thangs I didn't wanna
So, it's get rich now or ride that hearse
Whatever come first I'mma put in work
Gotta smoke the dirt
And I done smoked the purp'
Been a long time comin
Yeah I dealt with yours
Gotta keep it trill for whatever it's worth
You niggas is trippin
If you thinkin Bone ain't got
No love in these streets
You niggas is slippin
Cause shit'd be different if it
Really wasn't for me
We done brought them harmonies
Mixed it with greasy flows
Not only Eazy know, my nigga Nemo know
Layzie been about love
Layzie Bone been in the streets
I keep it so hood, I keep it so gutter
There's no nigga realer than me
You feelin me? I'mma gorilla these beats
Can a nigga get a witness? Hey Steve
Somebody better call the doctor I think
I done caught a sickness
I'mma spread it like an infection
Through your speaker system, speaker system
Sickness dot net on yo' net
And I bet we get 'em
Hit 'em, hard and I bet he gon' fall
And if I can't knock him off
Nigga Nemo break him off like

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