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The fuck is wrong with niggaz
You think this shit is a nigga
Like it ain't about murder and cocaine
The fuck is wrong wit

It's Murder Inc
some Dave Bing shit
Stop gettin' it up

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

Can you feel the rhyme, feel a thug trying to
On the grind, you better keep your ass in
from the get-get-go nigga, say it ain't so nigga
You was watchin' me through your window

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

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

when you see Tah
Bet I'm holdin' a fifth and a clip
At any given moment to flip on some
Spit it sick, flowin' like alien and I'm way flashin'

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

Rapidly the floor like a calico
Let it rip, reload and a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you
I y'all niggaz really ready 'cuz my steel is heavy
And feel no petty for stuffed in a box
Nigga peep it and watch, how the sun glisten on

I pissed on the and hustle for scraps
But now I'm on click-clack
Keep your on the cash, gimme that
Where at, y'all niggaz want it
We right here, let me make clear
Nigga we be touched, the fuck y'all want

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

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

love, fingerprints, clubs b, 38 snubb
Motherfucker, do you me?
Ronnie with a four-five that won't leave you lonely
My slugs will be homeys
Pop the glock and you know me

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

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

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

Caught a body and shot up his house
to relocate, I better transport my weight
Pick up all my and bounce out of state
Catch me in Virginia, I ain't gonna never
Unless I'm or injured
And that's somethin' to remember

Yo, it ain't nothin' but one
Niggaz holdin' they guns and 'em
My foul son, we spray up the block
And leave numb and brain dumb

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

Makin' it harder for niggaz to for you and your kids
No question, murder dog
I'm runnin' through you and the Lord I never prayed for
God knows I'm for him, bustin' at the sky

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

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