TONY YAYO - They Call It Murder lyrics

rate me

(Out in the street they call it murder)

Put your hands up

Give me that Gin and that Ginka

One false move you get sprayed up

I'm in that Range truck

David got me fuckin' blinged up

Last year I was broke now my weights up

I put that work in

Nigga you not my bretheren

44 Mag when i'm lurkin'

This is murder

Yayo is a clip inserter

I sneak in your crib like a burglar

(Out in the street they call it murder)

Put your hands up

Give me that Gin and that Ginka

One false move you get sprayed up

I'm in that Range truck

David got me fuckin' blinged up

Last year I was broke now my weights up

I put that work in

Nigga you not my bretheren

44 Mag when i'm lurkin'

This is murder

Yayo is a clip inserter

I sneak in your crib like a burglar

Homie i'm gangsta

Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta

I come to the Bronx and I spank ya

I smoke that Ganja

Rollin' shotgun with Baja

3-5-7 Revolver

(BRING IT BACK)

(Out in the street they call it murder)

Put your hands up

Give me that Gin and that Ginka

One false move you get sprayed up

I'm in that Range truck

David got me fuckin' blinged up

Last year I was broke now my weights up

I put that work in

Nigga you not my bretheren

44 Mag when i'm lurkin'

This is murder

Yayo is a clip inserter

I sneak in your crib like a burglar

Homie i'm gangsta

Fat Joe that boy is a wanksta

I come to the Bronx and I spank ya

I smoke that Ganja

Rollin' shotgun with Baja

3-5-7 Revolver

G Units the clique we ride for the cause

We gettin' money bretheren wheres yours?

We'll kill your ass homeboy you better think

We the ones that took murder out The Inc

(Out in the street they call it murder)