Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy (Remix)

"Don't with Ghost, you'll feel sorry"

[Chorus: Killah]
Tell your crew to be easy, run around
With fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Island's
In the house, put the on replay

Killah]
Colorful kicks and my like Baskin-Robbins
Central Park killings, stab while they jogging
No shirt on, whilin' I sniffed the eight
At the ball game, down and stole the base
Some muthafuckas it was bass
Silly me, it was a 12 by 12 inch Colombian snowflake
Mob Jacob cut 8 six, the semi have
Niggas running like Forrest he broke his braces, pa
a nigga like a pile of hot chocolate
Before I eat her, I on a bitch cartridge
Niggas kill me that hard shit
Shove his in the dirt like an ostrich
On some mob shit, no talking, like we resolve
Stretch a nigga out like an dick
That's one for you, for me
I'm hoggin' and shit, y'all muthafuckas best to be

[Interlude: Ice
The pyroclastic flow, you know the side,
You the side, bitch, huh, ah

Cube]
Fuck you, if you don't I get money
I get it all day, in the hallway
On broadway, bitches call Shea
Over to the car, but hoe, I'm the
Get ass out, fuck if you pass out
Walk over to ya man, the cash out
Put it in my hand, a nigga mash out
Walk to your car, with your ass out
Fuck a ghostwriter, nigga wit Ghostface
I'm a killa, wit that chrome in ya
Blow ya back, turn you into a ghost
Hit you like Kenny hit on the post
coast, ya hoe, ya gotta love it
It's Ice Cube, yea, bitch, I got it
I got a movie for ya kids, a dick for your
A four-five slug for wig
wanna put me out the league like Terrell
Til CD smokin' double barrels
Ice Cube, will fuck off movie
Then serve you on the mic, and make whitey feel

[Interlude: Killah]
Yeah... what's New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the house tonight
("Don't with Ghost, you'll feel sorry")
Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, go!
Yo! Yo!

[Ghostface
Get nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You be there, layin' all stiff, uh
you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That's karma, boy, running lip, uh
You be like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, beating dick, uh
I'm in the with the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the ain't Crys', son
You turned your head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your
You in the other room, huh, you sleep, uh
Pop a lotta without that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so take our
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, get ya
now or later, afterlife, or switcher

[Interlude: Ghostface
Yeah, oh shit, aiyo hurry up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatimean, it's to pop off!
Ya'll niggaz clear the floor
Get the fuck out the way, on!

[Trife (Ghostface Killah) {both}]
Yo, it's Tone in the building (the in the building)
Niggaz wanna beef up, what up, what up}
We packed to the (we constantly chilling)
We can {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}

[Ghostface
shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now
Yes, my birthday, in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm like deja vu
Leave your girl around me, I bag your boo
Ahh, you bitch better listen up
Anybody front, gonna pick 'em up
They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the up
Like "Nah, doc, he look better in a truck"
I tried to it, his people saw it
I ain't the of dude you go to war with
My gun yo, will crack the floor shit
When the on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney called it

[Outro: Killah]
Yeah, that's
I like to thank for coming out tonight
How y'all like that shit?
You run New York
is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!