Tony Yayo
Tony Yayo - They Call It Murder lyrics
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(Out in the street they call it murder) 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 fuckin' 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 lurkin' This is murder Yayo is a clip inserter I sneak in your crib like a burglar (Out in the street they call it murder) 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 fuckin' 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 lurkin' 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 Rollin' shotgun with Baja 3-5-7 Revolver (BRING IT BACK) (Out in the street they call it murder) 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 fuckin' 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 lurkin' 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 Rollin' shotgun with Baja 3-5-7 Revolver G Units the clique we ride for the cause We gettin' 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)