AZ

AZ - Mo Money Mo Murder Mo Homicide lyrics

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-Bigger than the Irish
 -You run the whole fuckin country
 -You can be the next John D. Rockerfeller
 -Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit
 -But the bigger we get, the more were takin from other people

 Nas:

 Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery
 That was lightin and rain drops
 I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like Bangkok
 I'm blindfold
 Vietnam type mind controless torture
 His accent sounds like the rarest culture
 Askin me, my astroby stabbin me gradually
 Says its astrobute
 What's atonic, mesonic, ironic
 I felt reminded of my fast life ventures
 And winters
 Blinded til the flashlight enters

 AZ:

 Yo dun, before the sun set
 Call connect get all the tech's
 I'm vexed, this nigga love his sex
 He lost respect, lets off his neck
 My caliber
 Got me thinkin on a higher algebra
 See me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in ya
 I'm into bigger cheddar
 Cheese ??? armaretta
 Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us

 Chorus:
 		Mo money, more murder more homicide
 		You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
 		You never know, it might just be your time to take that ride
 		To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide

 Nas:

 Now government official
 Got you sippin on Cristal and crystal
 You ???
 And took your clan with you
 i'm out to get you
 Guaranteed every shell will hit you
 Plus I'm on some shit to
 Layin down whomever's with you
 Mafioso
 This New York City nineties Era Soso
 AZ you know my culture
 Now my wolves is out to ghost ya

 AZ:

 Center a rose on the graveyard for real now
 The stakes is up a half a mil now
 I tried to grab him with his shield down
 What walked in a crazy paid up
 Sharp but straight up
 gators from Barbados
 Never seen nobody play those
 Laylow what they called him
 His head bald and
 Sippin cappuchino spilled to his silk suits
 Lap was scalding
 Laugh was vulgar
 Canvas paintings of the Iaetola
 And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture
 Tobacco pipe smoker
 Escobar your life is over
 Justify the righteous nova
 Bullets flew out his right shoulder
 Corpse leaving a foul odor
 The firm volume one adjourned
 Bring it to a closure

 Chorus:

 Nas:

 So now you rolling with us like codefenders
 No phony business
 Should no the difference
 From supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses scriptures
 Its latin kings, black goofies and white jesters
 Among us
 Crime invades the minds of youngsters
 Where its pitch black they can't see you
 Godfather three falling for dead in a cathedral

 AZ:

 Now you forced to listen
 I got the mind of a grad from Princeton
 Play your position
 Or soon you'll be lost and missing
 Its far from fiction
 My presence is like that of a christian
 With ammunition puttin states under submission
 Street addiction
 Got me tied thorough with burrows
 Still in the ghetto
 But in the cut where its mellow
 Incognito on the leelow
 Like Carlito
 Cause we know
 Niggas don't really want us to see dough
 You never know it might just be your time to take your ride
 To them pearly white gates watch that suicide

 Chorus
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Language: English

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