Nature

Nature - Murder for Hire lyrics

Yeahthis how we get richfor all the mothafuckin' thug niggasniggas

Get bodiedsome niggas snitchknowwhatimsayin'? throughout the world

It's the thugsthe laws of naturethis is how we eatdon't ever try

To take food from a starving manhe's goin' at you.

Verse 1:

It was a murder contract on these cats that owe

They tried workin' for the bossnever 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 itthey had a picture of the first cat

He out in bxI know where he rest and where to search at

So I'm right thereI'm peeped duke in jerry rice gear

Came from behindput the shine to his ear

Took a snap shotbrought that backcollect 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 armcrippled at birth but still he hold a gat

Bachelorplacin' his bets up in aqueduct

First of the month some how he stayed rackin' up

I reached firsthe started backin' up

Stopped to reach for his pieceI squeezedhe never got to duck

I hit him dead in his chesteternal fire

Returnin' for the chips when it's murder for hire.

Verse 2:

I got a knack for this

Bodyin' shitescape miraculous

Exchange money for deaththey can't tax the chips

I got trapped by a bad bitch

The contracts on my own headshe actin' like she catcholic

Met her on some high class shit

Halftimewatchin' the knicks against the mavericksmy g was average

Skip thatshe took me back to where she live at

Stripped and gave me mad headI'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

Relaxunload 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 reachI know a friend that know a friend

That could get him on the phone for a feea quick ten

The next victimwe both could hit 'em

Catch him while he sleepin'when he wakes up the lord is wit' em.

Sometimes it happens in the streetssometimes 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' beefwhile hearin' stories untrue

Nowhere to run toseein' my face on newyork one news

High profile crimeshit 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 paranoidseducin' me like michael douglass

Mad stressedback to back cigarettes

Fuck ithoney got chipsskip dukeshe could get it next

I need to trust you

You could be the brainI'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 breadher head spread across the pillow case.

Leavin' them bitches where they layI don't got no time to love them

Hoesmoney come firstmoney and murderwe were raised off this shit

You can't escape itit's on every streetevery cornerI'd rather get

Paid for this shit.

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