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The fuck is with y'all niggaz
You think shit is a game nigga
Like it about murder and cocaine nigga
The fuck is wit y'all

Murder Inc nigga
With Dave Bing shit
Stop it fucked up

Yo the first dollar for me, I admit it the did it
Murder with it, nice cars and dime bitches
out late, nicknamed the milk-crate
But on a bad note jail time and jam nines

Can you the rhyme, feel a thug trying to shine?
On the grind, you better keep ass in line
'Cuz from the get-get-go nigga, say it so nigga
You was watchin' me through your window

crimes, selling twenties for dimes
Middle in the air screamin', fuck one time
As you peep out, got the balls to speak out
Scary reach out, murder and pull the glock out

Cock it back, then your crew to relax
a deep breathe, now take six to the chest
Ten to the neck, just in you wearin' a vest
And that's the whole coppin' in safeen

Motherfucker you see Tah
Bet I'm holdin' a and a full clip
At any given moment to on some bullshit
Spit it sick, flowin' like and I'm way beyond flashin'

So if you see crumbs nigga, get to
I mastered the game, aim put two in you
your dame, jump back in the range
For hover dough

Rapidly gunnin' the floor like a
Let it rip, and spit a hundred more
Give you a to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz ready 'cuz my steel is heavy
And feel no petty for those in a box
peep it and watch, how the sun glisten on rocks

I pissed on the blocks and for scraps
But now I'm on some
Keep your eyes on the cash, gimme
they at, y'all niggaz want it
We right here, let me myself clear
Nigga we can't be touched, the y'all want

From rob men that rob men
And be the one hustlin' 'til the one in
The niggaz cock back and spit for gin
'Til the day we win niggaz is gonna fall Wood Hall
who seen it all, this is war
The streets the same no more

Niggaz came to keep the roar but [unverified] on the
explore, whoever's quick on the draw is the law
The fuck you set rules for it's the streets
My is the heat plus we all gotta eat
Take a seat and watch the streets get runned by
Now stand up and my hustlin' niggaz rush the club

Automatic love, fingerprints, clubs b, 38
Motherfucker, do you me?
Ronnie Bump with a four-five that leave you lonely
My slugs will be homeys
Pop the and make you know me

I was only fourteen, my thing
cream in Jamaica Queens
Niggaz scheme for they
clean, if not, you gots to get shot

Give me the ooh-op, and let me down the block
Fuck cops, I pump crack on back blocks
Lace shots, at them niggaz, snap box
Black Child couldn't go play the children

'Cuz I was too busy up them jums in the buildin'
While most went to school to maintain
I was in the spot cookin' up
The game got me, at I got sloppy

Caught a body and up his house party
Time to relocate, I better transport my
Pick up all my and bounce out of state
Catch me in Virginia, I ain't gonna surrender
I'm dead or injured
And somethin' to remember nigga

Yo, it ain't but murder one
Niggaz holdin' guns and bustin' 'em
My niggaz son, we spray up the block
And bystanders numb and brain dumb

Niggaz heard the shots but where they from
I squeezed off and hit his up, my aim's off
But fuck it, nigga rob the block for twelve
So I off, if it's murder you want, it's murder I give

Makin' it harder for niggaz to live for you and your
No question, perfection dog
I'm runnin' through you and into the Lord I prayed for
God knows I'm layin' for him, at the sky

My aim's on him, my man died the blames on him
You better him, killin' niggaz dead for this dream
By any means I'm your team, destroyin' your dreams
Now hows this nigga, oh, goin' all out for the dough

Yo, I out, fuck around and get blowed out
Ugh