[intro: the fuck? Niggaz, y'all for this Bitches, y'all ready for Ha, alright. bounce
[verse 1: jah I'm to flow You know, That's niggaz wit do do, yo Red means stop, means go Right now I see You stop Oh no What are you anyway nigga, or foe Don't fuck wit me, or Nigga, the fuck, are you crazy Can't believe dat shit, act swayze You'd be better off So shut the up right now, and maybe Murder i-n-c show mercy 'cause b We don't fuck dem, uninterested niggaz You who I'm talkin about Those that started to bust out Soon as our first came out Holla holla, if I could a dolla For every that hated me soon as i-n-c was on blaze But I don't give a I not a flying fuck Ja rule, murder i-n-c, ya say whut whut
[hook: jay-z, ja rule, and The i-n-c nigga you and me Fuck Catch bullet me Cause there ain't no around the i-n-c is in town [3x]
[verse 2: (dog growling, barking) D-m-x, my dogs gonna you fuck you up, just cause they like to How the you gonna fuck around wit' organized crime God damn, we live what we in every fuckin' rhyme Yo, ja (what the deal, x? ) Here's a twenty, go get me a dime Now, to this murder shit Light my fuse, my teeth begin to Party wit' my crew, you You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a Cause I attack, I never take back Anything bad I do or say, cause yo that shit is And I just luv when you niggaz your whole crew It's sme more beef to stick you to And you, now it's plain to see, It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' murder
[verse 3: Dem niggaz prepared For dis we prepared Got every nigga Cause of all the fuckin' that we shared And don't of them niggaz Wanna around never gonna find a common ground Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound like We're three hip-hop But, we don't give no muney, we give a fuck so... the light is green It's to go I don't care who you You still payin' full price, to our Fuck no, I won't give 'em to you or with a discount yo You ain't gettin' from us Cause niggaz always get a money from us That the thug way Nigga, don't try and Hold the up, are you gay No Well It's to say Final And one more thing, this shit I rapped about And of it are lies Next is to come in, fuck your boo I'm through All she'll be able to say is jigga whut who And ask her who her man is tell you She'll put her finga on the Pull and jigga my nigga