Ghostface Killah - Be Easy Lyrics
(feat. Trife Da God)[intro: Ghostface Killah]Yeah... What's Happpening New York City?It's Ya Boy Ghost In The Mutha*****in' House Tonight("don't ***** With Ghost, You'll Feel Sorry")Nahwhatimean? We About To Get It Popping, Let's Go!Yo! Yo![chorus: Ghostface Killah]Tell Your Crew To Be Easy, Niggaz Run AroundWith Them Fake Frowns, Sell 'em On EbayGet Word To The Dj, Tell 'em Staten Island'sIn The House, Put The Record On Replay[ghostface Killah]Get Your Nose Blowned Off By The Fifth, UhYou Wanna Be There, Layin' All Stiff, UhEverytime You Go Uptown, You Get Jipped, UhThat's Karma, Boy, Running Your Lip, UhYou Be Fronting Like You Got A Bunch Of Chicks, UhYou Be At Home, Nigga, Beating Your Dick, UhI'm In The Club With The Chipped Up Wrist, UhYou At The Bar, Whoadie, Drinkin' My Piss, UhThe Yellow Shit, And The Bottle Ain't Crys', SonYou Turned Your Mutha*****in' Head, Nigga, We Switched 'emYou Just Mad Cause I'm Hittin' Your SisterYou In The Other Room, Huh, You Couldn't Sleep, UhPop A Lotta Shit Without That Liquor, YupWe Mind Seat Up, So Take Our PictureI'm Like The Boogeyman, Nigga, I'll Get YaWhether Now Or Later, Afterlife, Or Switcher[interlude: Ghostface Killah]Yeah, Oh Shit, Aiyo Tone Hurry Up And Get 'em, NiggaYou Knowhatimean, It's About To Pop Off!Ya'll Niggaz Clear The *****ing FloorGet The ***** Out The Way, Come On![chorus][trife Da God (ghostface Killah) {both}]Yo, It's Tone In The Building (the Teams In The Building)Niggaz Wanna Beef {what Up, What Up, What Up}We Packed To The Ceiling (we Constantly Chilling)We Can Cause {we Could, We Shoot, We Slice, We Cut}[ghostface Killah]Shimmy Shimmy Ya, Shimmy Yam, Shimmy Yea, NowYes, My Birthday, Landed In Nay, NowPeace To Dirt Dog, I'm Back Like Deja VuLeave Your Girl Around Me, I Will Bag Your BooAhh, You ***** Niggaz Better Listen UpAnybody Front, Paramedics Gonna Pick 'em UpThey Try To Save You, Sware To God, I Hit The Nurse UpLike "nah, Doc, He Look Better In A Herse Truck"I Tried To Ignore It, His People Saw ItI Ain't The Type Of Dude You Go To War WithMy Polo Gun Yo, Will Crack The Floor ShitWhen The Heat's On, You Know I Draw ItI Had His Number Down, Toney Just Called It[interlude: Ghostface Killah]Yo, Aiyo, Pete Rock, Good Looking Nigga!Staten Island, Yo Theodore! What's The DealSlap Me One Of The Ratchets, I'm About To Go In! Yo![chorus][ghostface Killah]Gotta Get That Cheese, Gotta Pimp That VGotta Burn Those Leaves, And UhPretty Tone Make The Girls Say PleaseDaddy Work That D, Put It In And Be Eas' And UhSo What, Come On, Now Some Of Y'all PeopleMight Know Me From My WallabiesPretty *****es Got My Number, Y'all Can Dial MeI Stick It Up Like An Iced Cake RobberyAnd When I'm Done, Y'all Can Finger Nail File MeFloss The Ill Robes Since CriminologySupreme Clientele, Put The World On Top Of MeYo Babe, Hurry Up, With Those Collard GreensI Represent S.i., Ain't As Wild As MeThey Lousy, I'm Phat Like A Pound Of Cheeba Weed BrowniesTone Got The Powder Squeeze, Don't Surround MeQuick To Pick A Honey Up, Shit, The Flow's BountyYa'll Can Just Crown Me![outro: Ghostface Killah]Yeah, That's RightI Like To Thank Y'all For Coming Out TonightHow Y'all Like That Shit? Youknowhatimean?You Really Run New YorkThis Is That Theodore Shit, Mutha*****er!
