[Chorus 2X: Do or We the murderers, pimps plus We the murderers, plus thugs We the murderers, pimps thugs We the murderers, murderers,
[Ja up in the ghetto With New York state of mind I realized that night, that my was crime Hustlin was my trademark Soon as that spark I, inhale, exhale, took my next Daily routine, get up, ass, get cream Cop that first on my slick sixteen I seen more and cash and shit Got greedy, and weed up that counterfit 'cause gettin sloppy, and kinda fiendly Stupid nigga, you been trading thoughts with your Murderous, grimey, where? Hollis Queens Woodhull, got it all from and fiends I need cream, so I strap the nine to my OZ, keys to the three Hundred GS vest to eliminate stress Ha, who the
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[Do or Don't get close to our side if you from New York You screamin "Ride or Die" or "Pimp you die" You you a murderer, put your guns in the sky Make them see em, 'cause nigga we fuck with has heaters Don't get, with these heaters when you hatin on these po-pos Don't think for one Ja's comin solo It's Do or Die, collabo Neighborhood watch you a block with a flock of thugs Ready to some love with extra guns and clips And worldwide all these niggaz know we that shit How we hit, we put you in your darkest pits Do or Die and Ja Rule nigga Murda for
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[Do or keep up with the paper chasin Gonna run up with these and rob the basement Two niggaz glocks, cock, pop, drop, quit hastin I's put two in your ass gettin hot with the casin It's kill or be killed in Chi what you facin Whores and pimps, hustlers, killers, and drug Since a shorty been seeds with a plug in Two for ten, up on the block diamond cut Be em or see em motherfuckers, be a hoe Iller noise put through my blood If niggaz got love it's in my Run niggaz spittin hollows that's followin And killin niggaz that ain't real, been shit
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[Do or Better get gone, chrome by the hip Hit domes pickles, it's not to sit on Better get'cho on 'for the clips get sticked home Sit back til the tricks flash through the hood like you misunderstood Diamonds over get wood It's all good see, low down four Full clips for showdowns, smoke weed and throw Representin both towns, you don't know now, slow down P-I-M-P filty stream dream, Hennessy, tipsy Theres for the true thug, puttin weight in the po-pub It's nuthin, sit down and shut up, roll like in the morn we ball like that
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