URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'all m************ ready or what?
Is y'all m************ ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!
They got my back against the building
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
Like shorty you see them n***** creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be careful what you do
Or the slugs might come to you
As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says let them die said his f****** dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems like since you heard of us
Y'all n***** turning into murderers
Couldn't f*** with a third of us
Still against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X.
Leave you Red like Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you
I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug on you
It's murda
It's murda m************
Jay-Z:
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm loathesome
I scream out f*** the world then I throw something
n***** scheming hard but f*** it, it's the god
I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad
And our punks leave you gagged up in your car
Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out
What the f*** y'all want?
Daddio with the calico
Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue
Not only do I leave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rule
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You liar, you
n***** is dead off the hits I approve
f*** it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'all n***** don't listen
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They f****** up missing
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we all related
It's murda
See if y'all can take it
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Uh huh
Y'all m************ ready or what?
Is y'all m************ ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!
They got my back against the building
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
Like shorty you see them n***** creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be careful what you do
Or the slugs might come to you
As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says let them die said his f****** dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems like since you heard of us
Y'all n***** turning into murderers
Couldn't f*** with a third of us
Still against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X.
Leave you Red like Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you
I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug on you
It's murda
It's murda m************
Jay-Z:
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a closure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm loathesome
I scream out f*** the world then I throw something
n***** scheming hard but f*** it, it's the god
I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad
And our punks leave you gagged up in your car
Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out
What the f*** y'all want?
Daddio with the calico
Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio
I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue
Not only do I leave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rule
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You liar, you
n***** is dead off the hits I approve
f*** it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'all n***** don't listen
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They f****** up missing
Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we all related
It's murda
See if y'all can take it
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