Cassidy - NWA Lyrics

Yeah (uh hu) east New York
Hustle hard, gmg, bed-stuy nigga
(Ya heard, black flag) murda, wat up nigga?
Maino, wat da fuck going on man?
(I'm here man) these niggas ain't even ready man ya heard
(I'm ready to catch a body again) (me too man, I'm just, dat's just da feelin)

Yeah, muthafuckas hate what they can't be
Fear what they can't beat
No matta how they try, they can't touch what they can't see
You ready dawg?
I'm ready dawg, murda let dat semi off
Have his mama like "what da fuck they had to kill him fo'?"
But that was her only child
But he neva made her proud
Honestly she wanted da knucklehead to get gunned down
(Damn) it is what it is
We ain't rappers, we shootas man
Dis da rebirth of Tonton schooler? man
Got these niggas shook to death
To da death
Back to back
Tec for tec
Mac to mac
Extra clip
These niggas is scared o' that
Pop 'em up
Hit 'em up
Dat's blood he spittin' up
I'm the hand of god
He gon' need Jesus to pick him up
Murda, whatchou tryna do?
Maino, whatchou tryna do?
I'm tryna catch a body son
I'm tryna catch a body too
We all co-defendants
Call da cops to come and get us
Stand in front of da judge like "fuck it give us our sentence"

We send 'em to da walls 'cause you don't really want no problems wit us
(We hit em like...) aah...
We drag 'em to da back of the alley for even uttering words about us
(We hit em like...) aah...
So sorry's out yo' face, we leanin' but this ain't a dance we do
(We hit em like...) aah...
(You get em) (yeah)
(I split em) (yeah)
(I twist em) (yeah)
(I flip em) (yeah)
(You lift em) (yeah)
(We hit em like...) aah...

Oh I'mma shoot him in his head
And I'mma hit him in his neck
We got da kinda name
Dat you niggas gon' respect
I'ma take dat nigga chain
All I need is da watch
Before we take his life
We take errythang he got
I'm a movement by mahself
And I'm a movement by mahself
But togetha we a force
Niggas lives gon' get lost
You fuckin' wit a g
I'm a mafuckin' rider
I'm mr. shoot-you-up
And I'm da getaway driver
Look man I does what da killas do
You know how these killas do?
Got some real niggas out in philly, dat some killas too

I'm a pro, so da flow so beautiful
If I ain't da truth in da booth then you delusional!
I fuck wit men dat be hustlin' like I used to do
But I don't move pharmaceuticals, I'm mo' musical
I be rhymin' 'cause findin' a job is unusual
And workin' a 9 to 5 ain't cool to do
Da pay they pay you today is unsuitable
Dat's why workin' at a job, I refuse to do
For real, but da media be confusin' you
They said I had price on mah head, dem niggas foolin' you
If I had a price on mah head
I'd put twice da bread and they'll be dead
Dey gon' shoot at who?
I got da loot to get plenty niggas to shoot at you
And I'll shoot it too, but you know dem lil' dudes'll do
Dey ain't sparkin' they barkin' just like a poodle do
And I could prove it too dat da problem is unsolutional

We send 'em to da walls 'cause you don't really want no problems wit us
(We hit em like...) aah...
We drag 'em to da back of the alley for even uttering words about us
(We hit em like...) aah...
So sorry's out yo' face, we leanin' but this ain't a dance we do
(We hit em like...) aah...
(You get em) (yeah)
(I split em) (yeah)
(I twist em) (yeah)
(I flip em) (yeah)
(You lift em) (yeah)
(We hit em like...) aah...

Now that is how you kill a muthafucka! (ya heard)
I-i like-i like when a bullet go in a muthafucka head, man
I like seein' a nigga bleed and shit, man (yeah man)
This dat shoot-'em-up, bang-bang shit, man
This ain't none o' dat positive, this is all negative rap right here, nigga, ya heard
(Brooklyn, promoting violence, nigga, bed-stuy, east New York)
Get ya gunz up, niggas (yeah)
Cassidy, what up?
What's goin' on nigga?
Khryst, what up muthafucka?
(Mah nigga Khryst on da hook, ya heard)
Brooklyn (Maino) Uncle Murda
(We do what we do mah nigga) ya heard
Bullshit, man!