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Murder Inc
[Tah
Y'all know what this shit is
Take nigga (gimme that shit man)
Funk nigga
Murder Inc
Tah Murdah, Child, C.B., O1
And my nigga Ja
[Black & Tah Murdah]
Yeah put your motherfuckin fingers in the air, we
And it's and murda all year
Yo it's nothing but the money, gettin cash you us
A mill is deep all black we killers
but the realer niggaz and we after skrilla
So if you in the path or the cash, block and we blast
Bitch nigga throw em up, we don't give a fuck
This is Flex we party reckless you can't exit
And all my nillas if you to win it like we in it
Throw your guns up, em up, and fuck keepin the chome tucked
Spit on some shit and shatted and your bones up
Cadillac Escalade on dubs, chromed up
We dro in the no-smoking sections
weapons, smokin sessions
Nigga better respect it or the paramedics be pressing on your
When you gasp for breathe minutes away from
Remorseless, yeah never the
I spit shit'll rip through your leather and vest
All my babies on Henny and Haze
Feel me baby, I was twenties in the shade
hate me, niggaz wanna see me in my grave
Niggaz make me, wanna the milly and spray
I'm a Pov City hustler, I'm from the Woodhull
Which means it's still motherfucker
[Chorus: Bumps]
you ever had a pussy nigga runnin his mouth
That's a nigga you kill, let him die down south
Get in there, catch the body, spit it and
I'm druged up of an ounce of 'dro, I dough
And the same niggaz who killed your pops, em all
Stop, wait, the eight
Feelin the hate, walls out, get on one
Proper, killer, copper, has just begun
[C.B.]
What, what..
What the fuck, been a since +Volume III+
When I was un un un'nin, second coming
Who the fuck what it wit'cha
twenties on a squad of ducks
Sittin spittin get wit me
Bitch hustle nigga, stripes
Me and Chi-ha gunnin a turnpike, turn
Hit that brickball, hardcore, dog
I get in ya, a stage, ya murderer kill these bars

As far as the dough go I'm hungry, I need this
I ain't sharin none of y'all, I'm killin niggaz instead
Poppin lead, somebody's wind up dead
drugs over the edge, I'm out of my head
Y'all niggaz ready to
I'm layin niggaz down flat, you'll be in the sky
ain't built for crime
Niggaz ain't built for street life, so fuck mics
pigs, fuck police, murda for life nigga

[Ja
Motherfuckers, I'm untearable and piss on you
That heat you spit, I spits too
Put three in you, yo' name
It's really the Rule nigga pops them thangs
For real, it's in my ready to kill
Cause nigga I to know you
It's about I expose you
The world over, you fraudulent it's all over
Get ready, the hostile take over
You scared but know
Cause I sendin my slugs in excess, and makes the wet steps
I, mack blooded and bitches I fucks love it
I'll asssassinate character and think nothin of it
I'm a Murderer, niggaz must not value 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 nigga
Funk Flex
Funk nigga