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Murder Inc
[Tah
Y'all motherfuckers know this shit is
Take over nigga (gimme shit man)
Funk nigga
Inc nigga
Tah Murdah, Child, C.B., O1
And my nigga Ja
[Black Child & Tah
Yeah put your fingers in the air, we here
And it's money and all year
Yo nothing but the money, gettin cash you feel us
A hundred is deep all black we killers
but the realer niggaz and we after skrilla
So if you in the or blockin the cash, block and we blast
Bitch throw em up, we still don't give a fuck
This is shit we party reckless you can't exit
And all my nillas if you to win it like we in it
your guns up, throw em up, and fuck keepin the chome tucked
Spit on shit and shatted and tear your bones up
Cadillac Escalade sittin on dubs, up
We dro in the no-smoking sections
Toting weapons, smokin
better respect it or the paramedics be pressing on your chest
When you gasp for breathe minutes away from
Remorseless, yeah the less
When I spit rip through your leather and vest
All my 70's on Henny and Haze
Feel me baby, I was slingin twenties in the
Killers hate me, niggaz wanna see me in my
Niggaz me, wanna grab the milly and spray
I'm a Pov City hustler, I'm from the gutters
means it's still murda motherfucker
[Chorus: Bumps]
Have you ever had a pussy nigga runnin his
a nigga that you kill, let him die down south
Get in there, catch the body, spit it and
I'm druged up of an of 'dro, I want dough
And the same niggaz who your pops, kill em all
Stop, wait, the eight
the hate, walls come out, get on one
Proper, killer, copper, shit has just
[C.B.]
What, what..
What the fuck, a menace since +Volume III+
I was un un un'nin, pussy second coming
Who the what want it wit'cha
Chrome twenties on a of ducks
Sittin spittin get wit me
Bitch nigga, earn stripes
Me and Chi-ha gunnin a turnpike, right
Hit brickball, hardcore, platinum dog
I get in ya, fuck a stage, ya murderer these bars

As far as the go I'm hungry, I need this bread
I ain't sharin with none of y'all, I'm killin niggaz
Poppin lead, somebody's gonna wind up
drugs over the edge, I'm out of my head
Y'all niggaz to die?
I'm layin niggaz down flat, be dead in the sky
Niggaz ain't for crime
Niggaz ain't built for life, so fuck five mics
Fuck pigs, fuck police, for life nigga

[Ja
Motherfuckers, I'm untearable and piss on you
That you spit, I spits that too
Put three in you, match yo'
It's really the nigga that pops them thangs
For real, it's in my ready to kill
nigga I happen to know you
It's about I expose you
The world over, you fraudulent niggaz it's all
Get ready, the murderers take over
You scared but know
Cause I like sendin my slugs in excess, and makes the wet
I, cold blooded and bitches I fucks love it
I'll asssassinate your character and think of it
I'm a Murderer, must not value they life
Cause I'm a Murderer, best be ready to die
I'm a Murderer, niggaz scared all in they eyes
Funk Flex, I-N-C, murda for life
[Tah
My BJ
Bumps
My Pre
My Dirty
Funk Flex
Flex nigga