Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy (Remix)

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

[Chorus: Killah]
your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten
In the house, put the record on

Killah]
Colorful kicks and my closet like
Central killings, stab niggas while they jogging
No shirt on, whilin' I sniffed the eight
At the ball game, jumped down and stole the
Some said it was bass
Silly me, thought it was a 12 by 12 inch snowflake
Mob Jacob cut 8 six, the semi have
Niggas like Forrest when he broke his braces, pa
Scold a nigga like a of hot chocolate
Before I eat her, I belong on a cartridge
Niggas kill me potraying that shit
Shove his in the dirt like an ostrich
On some mob shit, no talking, like we resolve
a nigga out like an enlarged dick
That's one for you, for me
I'm hoggin' and shit, y'all muthafuckas to be easy

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

[Ice
Fuck you, if you don't I get money
I get it all day, standing in the
On broadway, bitches wanna call
Over to the car, but hoe, I'm the
Get your ass out, fuck if you out
Walk over to ya man, pull the out
Put it in my hand, watch a mash out
Walk back to car, with your ass out
Fuck a ghostwriter, nigga wit Ghostface
I'm a killa, wit that in ya face
Blow ya back, turn you into a ghost
Hit you Kenny hit Casper 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
They put me out the league like Terrell
Til they CD double barrels
Ice Cube, will fuck off movie
Then serve you on the mic, and make whitey funny

[Interlude: Ghostface
Yeah... what's happpening New City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll sorry")
Nahwhatimean? We to get it popping, let's go!
Yo! Yo!

[Ghostface
Get your nose off by the fifth, uh
You wanna be there, all stiff, uh
you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That's karma, boy, your lip, uh
You be fronting like you got a of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, your dick, uh
I'm in the club with the up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the bottle Crys', son
You turned muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
You mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
You in the other room, huh, you sleep, uh
Pop a lotta without that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so our picture
I'm the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or

Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatimean, it's to pop off!
Ya'll clear the fucking floor
Get the fuck out the way, on!

[Trife Diesel (Ghostface Killah)
Yo, it's in the building (the teams in the building)
Niggaz beef {what up, what up, what up}
We packed to the ceiling (we chilling)
We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we

[Ghostface
Shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now
Yes, my birthday, in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back deja vu
Leave your girl around me, I bag your boo
Ahh, you niggaz better listen up
Anybody front, paramedics gonna 'em up
try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
Like "Nah, doc, he look in a herse truck"
I tried to ignore it, his saw it
I ain't the type of dude you go to war
My polo gun yo, crack the floor shit
When the heat's on, you I draw it
I had his number down, just called it

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