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| C-Murder Bossalinie Murder And Daz C-Murder/(Daz Dillinger) (Yeah, what's happenin?) Whassup Daz nigga? (Whassup C-Murder?) Shit, I think we got problems. (What?) Ya know? (Fuck that.) Nigga call back Sean let's do that shit like this. (How we doin it just like this.) Okay. (Ya know what I'm sayin?) Let's ride on em. (Buck all yall.) Ya heard? Daz Dillinger Aww yeah (aww yeah), it's bout that time to get into some gangsta shit A second no doubt nigga before we bang you quick The gang and No Limit, we about to trip Slangin these thangs as a youngster Grew up with killers and drug niggas, big cowards and busters Seen it all from a mile away, but it's all on straight With automatic with static nigga cause we don't play C-Murder rap up and pat up and rap up, out to get him nigga what up With enough lead to make these niggas shut the fuck up Boom boom as me and my niggas come through with attitude Actin rude, slappin and jackin these fools Rollin down the block as the system knock Truck beatin deep as a motherfucker, fuck the cops I bust on niggas with nerve, pull up on niggas on the curb Swerve and yell out nigga you ain't heard Bout as dollar birds, loaded high of herb Sean duck, what the fuck, niggas are rollin it up My heart is cold as ice, day and night Strapped with shit you can't fuck with, so you better get white See gotta gun it off, got up and stumbled, fell and fall ??? and spin niggas with my motherfuckin doggs Cause when you fuck with us you done fucked with the real So we don't fuck with sucka niggas, busta niggas that squeal Yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo) Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man You knowin how we do, how we do man Yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo) Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man You knowin how we do it, we don't play play C-Murder In God I trust, for them gats I bust And fuck the world cause a gangsta bitch, I never trust Now who's to blame for the motherfucking rain pouring down on my head I guess it was the life I led Cause society done made me into a villan And I'm willing to execute another killing Cause I dwell with them cut throats and alcoholics And been a member ever since I could remember Relieve stress with the sex and masturbation And ride for No Limit with no motherfucking hesitation Cause I'm a TRU nigga (TRU nigga), a real nigga (real nigga) A go getta (a go getta), and wig splitter With my nigga daz, quick to blast and whoop your ass And fuck a mask, leavin niggas up in a body bag And L.T., lace the weed and run the motherfucking beat Cause Murder and Daz run the motherfucking streets Daz Dillinger Hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo) Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man You knowin how we do it, how we do man I'm yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo) Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man You knowin how we do it, we don't play play Woman Daz, they took all my money, they took my jewelry. They took everything. I don't know what I'm a do. I'm broke. C-Murder Ya know what Daz, send that hoe over here. Come here bitch. Come here, come here, come here! Don't touch my motherfucking money. Hoe don't ever come on this motherfucking |
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