Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy (Remix)

"Don't fuck with Ghost, feel sorry"

[Chorus: Ghostface
Tell crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on

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

Ice Cube]
The pyroclastic flow, you know the side,
You the side, bitch, huh, ah

[Ice
Fuck you, if you think I get money
I get it all day, in the hallway
On broadway, wanna call Shea
Over to the car, but hoe, I'm the
Get your ass out, if you pass out
over to ya man, pull the cash out
Put it in my hand, watch a nigga out
Walk back to your car, with ass out
Fuck a ghostwriter, down wit Ghostface
I'm a killa, wit that in ya face
Blow ya face back, you into a ghost
Hit you like hit Casper on the post
West coast, ya hoe, ya gotta it
It's Ice Cube, yea, bitch, I got it
I got a movie for ya kids, a for your bitch
A four-five for your wig
They wanna put me out the league like
Til they CD double barrels
Ice Cube, will fuck off movie
Then serve you on the mic, and make feel funny

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

[Ghostface
Get your nose 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 fronting like you got a of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, your dick, uh
I'm in the club the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the bottle Crys', son
You your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad I'm hittin' your sister
You in the other room, huh, you sleep, uh
Pop a lotta shit without 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, about to pop off!
Ya'll clear the fucking floor
Get the out the way, come on!

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

Killah]
Shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now
Yes, my birthday, in nay, now
Peace to Dog, I'm back like deja vu
Leave your girl around me, I bag your boo
Ahh, you bitch niggaz better up
Anybody front, paramedics pick 'em up
They try to you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
Like "Nah, doc, he look in a herse truck"
I tried to it, his people saw it
I the type of dude you go to war with
My gun yo, will crack the floor shit
the heat's on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney called it

Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, that's
I like to thank for coming out tonight
How y'all that shit? Youknowhatimean?
You really run New
is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!