AZ ft Nas- Mo Money Mo Murder

Mo Money Mo MurderDoe or Diethis classic album went Gold in 1995LYRICS:(Intro)Your bigger than the JewsBigger than the IrishYou run the whole fuckin countryYou can be the next John D. RockerfellerNobody noticed us, nobody gave a shitBut the bigger we get, the more were takin from other peopleNas:Yo, in a mahogany, black sceneryThat was lightin and rain dropsI'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like BangkokI'm blindfoldVietnam type mind controless tortureHis accent sounds like the rarest cultureAskin me, my astroby stabbin me graduallySays its astrobuteWhat's atonic, mesonic, ironicI felt reminded of my fast life venturesAnd wintersBlinded til the flashlight entersAZ:Yo dun, before the sun setCall connect get all the tech'sI'm vexed, this nigga love his sexHe lost respect, lets off his neckMy caliberGot me thinkin on a higher algebraSee me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in yaI'm into bigger cheddarCheese, G'z & better, armarettaArmani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead usChorus:Mo money, more murder more homicideYou catch that body nigga, better have that alibiYou never know, it might just be your time to take that rideTo them pearly white gates, watch that suicideNas:Now government officialGot you sippin on Cristal and crystalYou fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witchuI'm out to get youGuaranteed every shell will hit youPlus I'm on some shit toLayin down whomever's with youMafiosoThis New York City nineties Era SosoAZ you know my cultureNow my wolves is out to ghost yaAZ:Center a rose on the graveyard for real nowThe stakes is up a half a mil nowI tried to grab him with his shield downWhat walked in a crazy paid upSharp but straight upgators from BarbadosNever seen nobody play thoseLaylow what they called himHis head bald andSippin cappuchino spilled to his silk suitsLap was scaldingLaugh was vulgarCanvas paintings of the IaetolaAnd on his arm he wore a priceless vultureTobacco pipe smokerEscobar your life is overJustify the righteous novaBullets flew out his right shoulderCorpse leaving a foul odorThe firm volume one adjournedBring it to a closureChorus:Nas:So now you rolling with us like codefendersNo phony businessShould no the differenceFrom supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses scripturesIts latin kings, black goofies and white jestersAmong usCrime invades the minds of youngstersWhere its pitch black they can't see youGodfather three falling for dead in a cathedralAZ:Now you forced to listenI got the mind of a grad from PrincetonPlay your positionOr soon you'll be lost and missingIts far from fictionMy presence is like that of a christianWith ammunition puttin states under submissionStreet addictionGot me tied thorough with burrowsStill in the ghettoBut in the cut where its mellowIncognito on the leelowLike CarlitoCause we knowNiggas don't really want us to see doughYou never know it might just be your time to take your rideTo them pearly white gates watch that suicideChorus