Luyện nghe bài hát Be Easy (Remix)

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

Ghostface Killah]
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run
them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Island's
In the house, put the on replay

[Ghostface
kicks and my closet like Baskin-Robbins
Central Park killings, niggas while they jogging
No shirt on, like I sniffed the eight
At the ball game, jumped down and stole the
Some muthafuckas said it was
me, thought it was a 12 by 12 inch Colombian snowflake
Mob Jacob slow cut 8 six, the have
running like Forrest when he broke his braces, pa
Scold a nigga like a of hot chocolate
Before I eat her, I belong on a bitch
Niggas kill me potraying hard shit
Shove his in the dirt like an ostrich
On some mob shit, no talking, we resolve shit
Stretch a out like an enlarged dick
one for you, one-two for me
I'm hoggin' and shit, y'all best to be easy

[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, standing in the
On broadway, bitches wanna Shea
to the car, but hoe, I'm the superstar
Get ass out, fuck if you pass out
Walk to ya man, pull the cash out
Put it in my hand, a nigga mash out
back to your car, with your ass out
Fuck a ghostwriter, nigga down wit
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 dick for your
A slug for your wig
They wanna put me out the league Terrell
Til CD smokin' double barrels
Ice Cube, will fuck off movie
Then serve you on the mic, and make whitey feel

Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... what's happpening New City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, feel sorry")
We about to get it popping, let's 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 club the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the bottle Crys', son
You turned your head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your
You in the room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh
Pop a lotta shit without liquor, yup
We mind up, so take our picture
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or

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

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

Killah]
Shimmy shimmy ya, 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 will bag boo
Ahh, you bitch niggaz listen up
Anybody front, gonna 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
When the on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney just it

[Outro: Ghostface
Yeah, that's
I like to thank y'all for out tonight
How like that shit? Youknowhatimean?
You really run New
This is Theodore shit, muthafucker!