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[Caddillac Tah talking]
Yo, that's right Niggas just ain't, doin' it how we doin' it Nah mean son? I G |
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Murder INC. Takin' flight We go hard Betta get it right |
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[Caddillac Tah]
We go hard! yeah Player not for nuttin' I spit fo' and leave a nigga bent up fo' sho', get low Only got love for gangsta niggas, get doe That's for all the hatin' niggas waitin' to see me go Down to the bottom Chop up crack Playin' the blocks and Still wouldn't matter, push the rock well like Stockton Paper chasin', chasin' acres Operation get rich, take money over a bitch You see me move low in the six and magazines a flicks Playin' hard in the porch, plush Young thuggin' and bossed up Touch niggas clutchin' what they know they bustin' We can do whatever nigga, whenever nigga Really is nothing Murder killa, we crush 'em, shit Got the industry on romadon While we celebrate tastin' bottles of Perinon So for life it's murder Ice burners, stacks and trucks We after bucks, mother fucker! |
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[Black Child]
Murder INC.'s the underdog It's a blessin' to ball We learn a lesson from y'all How not to fall Black Child will body a beat, this is airway robbery When Murder INC. drop albums, that's when gangstas party What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalade Or bitches on Ecstasy, sexy Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks Throw it up, put it down for the streets Who wouldn't fall in love, with a life like this Hittin' hoes that's priceless In tight icebergs shit You can blame the drugs It ain't gon' change to slugs A famous thug Pain is love, mother fuckers! |
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[Ja Rule]
Who would've thought, we get away with manslaughter Numerous cars, cribs off the water A playa no longer, life's gettin' shorter Tired of hoes takin' offers, instead of orders The Rule don't condone this Cause in the late '60's this game was flawless Until blow got on the rise Them ol' Jacks was slingin' pies in bell bottoms and buttonflies But now, pop yo collars, blow set for sag And we still fly birds L-A-X to Lag They roll caddies with white walls, we ride Benz with mags Still the goal remains the same, guard from feds Y-D to O-G, the game chose me R-U-L-E the INC. and I-G We never gon' break free from this life we live as thugs Pain is love, it's murda |
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[Ashanti]
You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit Stay on that gangsta shit, stay on that gangsta shit Stay on that gangsta shit See what we do when we do what we do when we do it Stay on that gangsta shit |
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