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    Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
    What you think is gonna happen
    with three of the illest niggas together
    Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?
    Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

    Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart
    To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark
    Cause whether your for or against this
    When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
    The weapons I possess they not for show
    And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
    See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
    Or be one shot ass
    J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
    Why would you fuck with me
    Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die wit'cha
    Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal
    And promise you only one thing, to not miss you
    Jahova know the god that served ya
    Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's Murda

    Shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
    Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down
    Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
    You shot twice god bless to this the night
    That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
    And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
    Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
    All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich
    You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
    Flow semi-hot handling me your not
    Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
    Rather beat your dick or your bitch
    My flow be the sick shit, pray again
    Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
    Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light
    Niggas ain't seein my plight, It's alright
    I let the world know I shine like ice
    I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the dice
    Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand
    Spin in barrel and put it to your head
    Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
    Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit
    Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further
    Fuckin with I N C is Murda


    I'm a crudy nigga, goin raw-dogin dirty bitches
    And if I give birth I'm giving that shit to thirty bitches
    You say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy
    I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy
    Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it
    Get it, Done it, when I'm blunted
    However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin
    I made it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin
    And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
    Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga
    I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
    You can't understand why a man would have to take shit
    Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
    I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!!!
    Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass
    Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
    A fucking snake in the truest form
    Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
    Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop production
    I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin
    The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
    Cause you don't need that shorty
    you don't know what to do with that shorty
    You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
    Another 24, What you want, Money, More!?!
    Them niggas did it raw, with no condom
    You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before I blind them
    Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no more riff
    Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
    Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster
    But they don't and you can't so don't think about after
    Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
    cause you gonna die like a sucker
    Murder Motherfucker!!!

    Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, Uh, Uh
    My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam
    Where my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my dogs at
    Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby
    Boomer One Love Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..

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