slow C-Murder, man number 187 Oh you in on murder one Get your shit, boy, you going upstate Fuck the world, bitch Nigga I'm C, motherfucking Murder
this bitch All the money motivated me to biatch Three soldiers from the East, South and West Street soldiers holdin' it down for they vets [C-Murder] I'm C-Murder, murder
sufferation sick me Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we Then dem don't do nuttin' at all C'mon let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
keep from going under, I keep from going under x2 Random deaths on the block, young nigga packin glocks Picture me a TRU nigga, visualizing fools dying quicker Murder murder
in the city where the grass is green and the palm trees lean been ballin' shot callin' since 83 I know the mothaphukin' industry ain't ready for me or these ghetto
got straight A's in physics Dope boy business, Dope boy flashy Chains on my neck, elbows still ashy Hood nigga for real Ask my nigga Pharrell Turning my fingers on, the boy
Murder fact with the murder squad Kill 'em and I rob, it's a murder job, nigga So let the caps keep peelin' on they ass Say murder show at 12 and nigga
see the sufferation sick me Dem suit no fit me, to win election dem trick we Then dem don't do nothin' at all C'mon let's face it, a ghetto education
us And then pump 'em make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherf**kin' money baby, c'mon [Lil Wayne] The murder man, picture
really advances my chances With big time niggaz holdin' legal finances Ghetto star just about the whole of my life Got eyes in the back of my head like mice With ya chat bat boy
[Master P] Boy we bout ta fill they motherfukin heads up wit this ghetto dope Time to break these hoes of somethin My nigga bunk B Pimp C I mean U.G
If you ain't drinkin' grams in Cali? El Caminos on toners Hotel Nico with Mona, weed from Pamona And any ghetto catch this St. Louis nigga on the corner
[C-Murder] How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life, at their dreams? not many, huh Started off as a street thug, just hangin
call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto Damn. looks like the statue of liberty is cryin I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin Chorus I (2x) [c-murder
all night long My Niggaz in Ohio thug all night long My nigga Boss an' B thug all night long Pokey an' Jermaine thug all night long Master P an' C-Murder
[c-murder] I mean mug fake niggas that be testin' my presence So duck and run, young nigga, 187 ya fellows Friend or foe, you'se hoe, so dry ya eyes I
Nolia I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me I ain't goin' back to baby, stop askin' me It's C-H-O double P-E-R, C-I-T-Y Nigga, till the day I die I'm
And my niggas say "We want the fame" C'mon One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game Searching for fortune