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Tony Yayo

They Call It Murder

 

They Call It Murder

(album: G-Unit Radio Pt.11: Raw-N-Uncut - 2005)


(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar

[Whoo Kid:] BRING IT BACK

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rolling shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver

(BRING IT BACK)

(Out in the street they call it murder)

[Tony Yayo:] Fuck D-Block

[Tony Yayo:]
Put your hands up
Give me that Gin and that Ginka
One false move you get sprayed up
I'm in that Range truck
David got me fucking blinged up
Last year I was broke now my weights up
I put that work in
Nigga you not my bretheren
44 Mag when i'm lurking
This is murder
Yayo is a clip inserter
I sneak in your crib like a burglar
Homie i'm gangsta
Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta
I come to the Bronx and I spank ya
I smoke that Ganja
Rolling shotgun with Baja
3-5-7 Revolver
G Units the clique we ride for the cause
We getting money bretheren wheres yours?
We'll kill your ass homeboy you better think
We the ones that took murder out The Inc

(Out in the street they call it murder)

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