Pay The Price by Musa Reems Lyrics

Quote from the song “Pay The Price” by Musa Reems

I was on Central and Madison
When I seen my nigga Lu and I asked him what was happening?
You won't believe what he told me
He heard some niggas that was OC had tried to rob his OG
Them niggas foul joe tell me what you thinking?
Let's roll up on them niggas and let's show them that they tweakin'
So we hopped in the Lincoln and he told me when we see 'em
We let out hella shots guarantee that that'll teach 'em yo
When I was younger I picked a couple fights
But I was never 'bout that life, I ain't think the shit was right
But they did what they did so they gotta pay the price
And out here it’s no peace
A lot of people brag about guns thinking that it's sweet
They be claiming they want beef frontin' hard in these streets
When most these niggas like LeBron James they leave a heat, stupid

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Pay The Price”

• Produced: S.K.I.L.
• Written: Musa Reems
• Release Date: March 2, 2018

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[Verse 1]

I was on Central and Madison
When I seen my nigga Lu and I asked him what was happening?
You won't believe what he told me
He heard some niggas that was OC had tried to rob his OG
Them niggas foul joe tell me what you thinking?
Let's roll up on them niggas and let's show them that they tweakin'
So we hopped in the Lincoln and he told me when we see 'em
We let out hella shots guarantee that that'll teach 'em yo
When I was younger I picked a couple fights
But I was never 'bout that life, I ain't think the shit was right
But they did what they did so they gotta pay the price
And out here it’s no peace
A lot of people brag about guns thinking that it's sweet
They be claiming they want beef frontin' hard in these streets
When most these niggas like LeBron James they leave a heat, stupid

[Chorus]

Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, got to pay the price, pay the price

[Verse 2]

The realest niggas pull strings for cream like Eric Clapton
Bodies be dead in the street and they don't even care it happened
They be cappin' it's too hot, niggas like Lu Brock
Cause they ran after base and own more than just a few blocks
Look the dude own heat in Miami like Micky Arison
Last we had heard he was on State and Harrison
We had to ask the source what direction he was headed in
Out West we finna stick his punk ass for his fucking cheddar man
I glanced at Lu
He had the black Timbs, hood on looking like The Reaper
We lit him up some reefer
Then passed the blunt around as we was polishing the heater, yo
I got this feeling in my stomach
Didn't know what it was but I knew that it was something, so
To ease the pain I got hella blunted
Cause sooner or later I knew this hit was fucking coming like

[Chorus]

Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, got to pay the price, pay the price

[Verse 3]

A little later we swerved in the Navigator
Could've talked it out but Lu said that he would just rather spray 'em
It was raining when we seen him cross the street
Yo Lu started reaching for his piece and yelled out, "What up nigga?!"
Rolled down the window
Shot twenty in his direction bullets rang from his pistol
We heard screams then drove from the scene
But my nigga we didn't make the hit clean
So we went to a place to handle our business
But now it was a witness
And I ain't trying to face a sentence so we better get to moving 'fore 12
Catching us slippin' but
It was too late heard sirens in the background
And for us it ain’t no turning back now
I asked Lu where we headed
He said we headed towards out South
Lu lost control of the vehicle then hit a fucking tree
Now we need a fucking miracle
It was over police getting closer
Looked Lu in the eyes and seen him getting colder
We took a child from our mother and killed one of our brothers
That's the everyday struggle when you're trying to find a hustle
Too many brothers out here trying to live
And end up getting popped like a fucking bubble, nigga

[Chorus]

Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, someone gotta pay, gotta pay
Someone gotta pay, got to pay the price, pay the price