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Lights out niggas, you
The is here now, the game has changed
You what I mean, nobody knows you anymore
Your records make no sense, you know what I
I wanna know, all I wanna do, I just wanna know
How it feel, huh, let me know, what it feel like

I y'all niggas is thinking of thoughts
How y'all gon' catch the Rule it's, a dude and send in the feud
But it do 'cause now I got a crew, nigga
Black Child, Tah, Murda fucking Inc.

O-1 and Vita, the dope and the heater
Or the up rental or a hot two seater
As long as the love with me hoods will never me
I could put raps in them and up the city

Like elected Nitty, jot a Big Poppa
For reasons of, we run up in a big and pop ya
opera over the wheels
Slug marks and pop up

Yo, seem y'all niggas ain't never gon' learn
Either you hitting or the getting hit
'Cause son, I click and cock, my shit gon' pop and never been
A small nigga, always a score nigga that be up in your braud
You nigga cop yae, from far but never raw niggas
My A's and SK's will rob when war nigga

Product and money, so if you want fifteen it's
Anythin' less than ten, I won't
Or y'all niggas to run with it, gun I done did it
And anything else come with it

You don't want it if real, put the deal on it
Stand up niggas and have you sitting in chairs with on them
And that shit, I'm still on it, murder for life
Give a fuck if you a accept it, you better it

it's one of my fam' members
Leave whoever into this involvement in legal
where the dirt be, you dig this
Better recover with some big shit or when this fifth spit

Another question, is you to die
Just as much as you to kill?
me

I went from recovering, blowing up from bubbling
Shot all my checks doubled in fuck tussling
Word to God got a hundred men guns and tems
And we love

the sex, got a nigga blushed with me
Got a wet, dropped the Lex, copped the tech
We cashing son, we out to get the decimals
know about the rest of you, you fucking with professionals

Murderers, will split your juggle up
I'll cut ya and you think Tah touch ya
Then we flip shit with bitches that all day
And niggas get head on the highway

And niggas to see Satin or be played
I'm gon' tell yo' hoe, you in waiting
While on Earth flossed like they first
For what it's worth blast first

Niggas respect Murder
the streets
Nobody's in the streets
Huh, the streets is man, Murder

Nigga, it's so to say goodbye, I wonder why
Take a sneak peak herbs on a high
Hah, I'm for whatever, whenever
Murderers stick

See Vita, be that chick to hard throb you
Fuck you, rob you nigga
A grimy broad set you and wet you
you for my dogs to fetch you
Tie you up and wet you

Unless you, pacos again it don't matter
The longer we spend the we win
And Gotti, showed me how to work niggas
[Incomprehensible] niggas and hurt these niggas

And I'll be there, when my niggas bail
Catch a body, take the stand and won't
T-tale, I flip wholesale,
Cheap, so you can get deep into female

Gangstas and hoes go
Don't let nobody you no different, man
the beginning of time
I my bitches, man

Motherfucker on one
When I come through, niggas run, know
Equipped guns, ya heard son
You get plugged up and out
Found with a gun in your mouth
Now what you about?

Scold on streets
I'm involved with thugs, who carry
To you off your feet, the riding suite
But when it's time to eat, the guns
Nigga's bitch I'm like, They don't none of the Murderers