Murder For Hire Lyrics - Singles - Nature

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. 

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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. 

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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.