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  • [caddillac tah talking]
  • Yo, thats right
  • Niggas just aint, doin it how we doin it
  • Nah mean son? I g
  • [chorus] (2x)
  • Murder inc.
  • Takin flight
  • We go hard
  • Betta get it right
  • [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
  • Thats for all the hatin niggas waitin to see me go
  • Down to the bottom
  • Chop up crack
  • Playin the blocks and
  • Still wouldnt matter, push the rock well like stockton
  • Paper chasin, chasin acres
  • Operation get rich, take money over a *****
  • 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 its murder
  • Ice burners, stacks and trucks
  • We after bucks, mother *****er!
  • Murder inc.
  • [black child]
  • Murder inc.s the underdog
  • Its a blessin to ball
  • We learn a lesson from yall
  • How not to fall
  • Black child will body a beat, this is airway robbery
  • When murder inc. drop albums, thats when gangstas party
  • What chu know about ferrari or cadillac escalade
  • Or *****es on ecstasy, sexy
  • Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks
  • Throw it up, put it down for the streets
  • Who wouldnt fall in love, with a life like this
  • Hittin hoes thats priceless
  • In tight icebergs shit
  • You can blame the drugs
  • It aint gon change to slugs
  • A famous thug
  • Pain is love, mother *****ers!
  • [chorus] (2x)
  • [ja rule]
  • Who wouldve thought, we get away with manslaughter
  • Numerous cars, cribs off the water
  • A playa no longer, lifes gettin shorter
  • Tired of hoes takin offers, instead of orders
  • The rule dont condone this
  • Cause in the late 60s 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, its murda
  • [chorus] (2x)
  • [ashanti]
  • You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit
  • And every time we breathe, its murder i-n-c
  • You know its 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, its murder i-n-c
  • You know its 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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