(c-murder) Ha ha, what they say mia, (sillk) Drug dealers (c-murder) Talkin' bout no limit sellin' dope, they got ki's all over tha country Cia, fedz,
[c-murder talking] [hook] We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas We some hard niggas, hard niggas, hard niggas (some bad motherfuckas) We some
the shocker nigga, c-murder nigga, master p gc nigga, tru what the Fuack y'all wanna do Chorus Halloway We them down south killer boys Ghetto commission
C-murder: This is for everybody out there livin' that life, ya know We livin' like hustlers now-a-days, we livin' like some g's Chorus-peaches (mo b.
I think the lord is testin' me Whatzup y'all, hello world, this c-murder I'm bout to put you in the mind of a crazy Fucked up in the head muthafucka (
[c-murder] What now? (stupid motherfucker) what now motherfucker? I told you bitches, stop talkin all that motherfuckin shit I'm not gonna send niggaz
This is recreational wreck to keep y'all illin' Sound off, pump rounds off rock like Bob Dylan would One-million and one guns, one-million and one sons
Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can I would be the man but God beat me to them plans Next up, on the M I C C-Murder, get busy for
'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire Triple C, when y'all stoppin' me Told you all niggas in '95, I was worth two million Now it's a way and
watch boy These ghetto jails come from out of my grill Ain't nuthin changed still bout that murder murder, kill kill Into ghetto bitches, ghetto rides, ghetto wars Ghetto food, got ghetto
limit soldiers keep in the family, no nigga Don't hate me for planting seeds C-Murder got the gifts I got the Hennessey and weed We only run with ghetto
Artist: C-Murder f/ Afficial Album: Trapped in Crime Song: NL Iggaz [C-Murder talking] What's happn' yo what's happn' nigga oh salt shakin' ass muthafucka
like Master P(ungh!)scream for Ice Cream. Got a nigga like Mr. Magic makin six figures. It feels good to be a TRU nigga. Chorus C-Murder
for you? (we riders!) My name manifest pain to my enemies Holler C-Murder and bring bitches to thier knees Violent killers ready for blood marches Convicted murderers
Hey C-Murder, who you who you hang with? Say Lil' Kevin boy, you know I'm still makin' moves with thugs Part two nigga, ha ha all dem thugs get 'em up
*C Murder* Down South huster slangin on dat corner stackin dividends fuckin over fiends cause my ghat is my only friend and won't hesitate to use my
Full of that weed, planted like a poppy seed A slanted and a janted have a nigga named Young Bleed party on In the jungle, where the murder men holla
soldiers I thought I told ya We no limit soldiers I thought I told ya No,no limit soldiers I thought I told ya We no limit soldiers (c-murder) I'm a