Make ’Em Pay lyrics

[Intro: N.O.R.E.]
Yeah we got the west coast in here
South is in here
That east coast is in here for sure
And right now
We [?] trials and tribulations
People turned they back on us
They turned they back on us
We gon make them pay though

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
They say live fast and die young
I drive fast cars till the buys done
And never love hoes, or despise none
Life is a b*tch, you should make her c*m
Eat it up some
Levi jeans too
Green Kush, me and coop
You a [?] octogon
A n*gga got kids like [?]
So we can sit back, reflect on the past
They try to sh*t on a n*gga, wipe ass
I make hits, and they look right past
Felt like I lost weight, bypass
I will make them pay [?]
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]
So many years, and so many tears
I cried for you
I cried for you
I'm gon make you pay for it
[?]
I'll die for you
I'm gon make you pay for it

[Verse 2: N.O.R.E.]
Grew up like a screw up, 57 Av
I slung rocks as a child, you do, you pack bags
Dreams of fat cash, heavy supreme team
It was a Queens' thing, they was a cream feend
[?] like Fredreck Douglous
Thuggish ruggish, underground railroad
Respect the jail code
Respect the asembley
Pledge allegiance
Crush all pretence
Snakes and the leegens
I loaded up, just to see them back off
Rip your spine out your back, now your f*ckin back off
The roof off the car, that's off
I will make them pay, that's all
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]
So many years, and so many tears
I cried for you
I cried for you
I'm gon make you pay for it
[?]
I'll die for you
I'm gon make you pay for it

[Verse 3: Killer Mike]
n*ggas say I couldn't do it, f*ck him, f*ck that
Life threw a bullet, so I bust back
Brap brap, then I dip from the scene
Get away clean, tears lookin mean
Top of the world with a couple bad girls
I remember when a young n*gga had no
No clothes, no hoes, and no home
A n*gga couldn't get fronted money or dope
Man I was ass out here, no pamper
Stuck on the westside, deep in Atlanta
Riding in my Chevy, thinking heavy like [?]
When a n*gga blow up, I just go crazy
n*ggas sellin coke, sh*t getting gravy
[?]
In this summer, everybody got [?]
And everybody went to tell it when they got locked
And the clean crime bill got a n*gga 20 years
And I done seen a duzzen n*ggas' mama's cry tears
My partner only 20, and he got a hundred years
Not a n*gga on the jurry, what the f*ck was his pick?
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]
So many years, and so many tears
I cried for you
I cried for you
I'm gon make you pay for it
[?]
I'll die for you
I'm gon make you pay for it