Chorus: (X4)
*whisper*
Silent silent
Murder
[Nas]
It's sort of like the conclusion the color purple
Niggas is losing confusion with one time all pursuit moves in
Grabbing niggas up in this movement to rule shit
Cop verses the block shorties is too quick
Lesson number one. If you're arrested and hung
Where niggas is from gotta keep a lid on your tongue
It's like silent murder I hit blunts hard like Ray Mercer
the violent words of a prince in a palace of Persia.
The cognac plurger plus the trees,
but whose the faul one to make his nose take a freeze,
and got enough gold to rock ice in all hype.
Used to be a general but just lost his stripe
Pipe dreams and white feinds and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers
Astoria walls with cypress, since I got a problem with the law-writers,
I kick some more items just to explore horizons,
the palm lady dreamt of this day so I'ma play,
the crib close smokin' with the big toast and lay
Chorus
They say the arms of Nicki Barnes would be enough to blast,
a lot of rich niggas fell and started pumping gas
Was it the mind of CIA that bumped off Malik Shabazz
Fuck what they teach in class I'ma reach the mass
Strap up, no back up, it's jungle tactics
Livin' practice, out of line niggas get smacked backwards
So wear it if the cap fits, fold it up money and mad clips
A stack right under my matress
To smoke a nigga like a Hugh Bros. motion picture
Niggas gettin' open cruise, won't be olding niggas
April fools they laugh the jokes on the benches
Cease outside my nigga spoke on his sentence
Chorus (X4) +
Silent
Silent, silent
Murder
My right handers never play too close to cameras
It's nighttime scanners circle that allow gamblers
Peace-making niggas pep talk
the peace-makin 'niggas walk off the hot avenues with they brew.
Time to get this loot co(Words by Van Halen)
Owwwwwwww!
She's so fine
How 'bout a 9 on a 10 scale
With long legs
Straight on up to her lunch pail
Whoo! Sweet little wishbone, oh yeah
Don't wanna break her in half
Lick up one side an' down the other
Always make her laugh, ha! ha!
She take me down, down, down to the bottom
I got everything you wanted
Give you everything you need
Still you want that sugar daddy
Over me
Huh! She want a sucker (Sucker)
Sucker in a 3 piece
(Sucker) Sucker, all dressed up in a 3 piece suit
I'm on fire, woo!
With just one look
Got me a brand new number
In my little black book
But she don't like the way I dress
She don't like the way I wear my hair
But when I roll you over baby, you don't care
Just take me down, down, down
Down to the bottom
Gimme everything I want
Gimme everything I need
You don't want that sugar daddy
Not over me
Uh! She want a sucker (Sucker)
Woo! Sucker in a 3 piece
(Sucker) Sucker, all dressed up in a 3 piece suit
Oh
Now say it isn't so, baby
You wanna sucker
He just a sucker, he just a sucker
Look at all that money, baby
Ya know, your sugar daddy
You a sugar mamma
Hey, you're both a bunch of suckers!
(Guitar Solo)
Oh, He got a big ol' belly
A stone bald head (Sucker)
Now, listen here, honey
That ain't down your alley, no
He just a sucker (Sucker)
In a 3 piece
Sucker (Sucker) yeah, in a 3 piece suit
S-s-s-sucker
Stone cold sugar daddy
(Oooh ooh ooh) S-s-s-sucker (Sucker)
All dressed up in a 3 piece suit
That's right, go ahead, suck it all up Right down to the last drop