Lyrics:
again?
[Chorus: x4]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah, c'mon, tell me
Uhh, man, c'mon tell me
One of us, heheahah
If God were one of us
Murda Inc. shit
Inc. shit
Nigga, ain't nothin' touchin' me
J to the A are-you-L-E nigga
see'mon, see'mon
Ha, ha, come and get me niggas
I want to know
Yeah, yeah
won't do, 'cause now I got a crew nigga
Black Child, Tah, Murda fucking Inc. nigga
O-1 and Vita, keep the dope and the heater
Or the fucked up rental,
genetic, or dead it, Ice Water Inc. we said it
Whoever so-called did it or said it, promote it and spread it
Fake it or front it, get ambushed
with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song-a-day
[Chorus]
We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (4x)
*Royce talking*
I don't even want you lil' punks to think I'm
Fear is the currency
Secretly fraternally
Monsters Inc. is a true story
Screams is money, riches gory
Fear is the currency
Sorcery don't work on me
(brian greenway)
Published by greentunes, inc. - bmi
Whoa yeah
She was down and out, had just enough
Of the things to keep a young girl alive
It was
Murda inc nigga
Young money just crept in like uh oh
Empire, empire
Let's get em
Young money cash money calabo
Listen, listen
To all my
Child, Tah, Murda fucking Inc. nigga
O-1 and Vita, keep the dope and the heater
Or the fucked up rental or a hot two seater
As long as the love with me
do, 'cause now I got a crew nigga
Black Child, Tah, Murda fucking Inc. nigga
O-1 and Vita, keep the dope and the heater
Or the fucked up, a hot two
brokeboi$ inc (shit)
På jakt efter zelda men hittar också link
En äkta twink låter som en vinst
H-å-r-di-s (jag är en gamerboi)
Jag är ett 3ds
Orpheus
proud of my orange, white and blue, you dig?
South man, Saudi, Msotra man you dig
The South
Ntwana yase Soweto
Drugs inc
followin' is raisin dead bodies
Murder inc in the muthafucka like Irv Gotti
And livin' hot as we ride, look into my bloodshot eyes
To visualize the blood
bullets'll dig a ditch in a nigga
Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection
I'm off the wall, dog, I
And blades crack open your rib cage shawty
High off of wantin this weed and black mildly
The hardcore followin is raisin dead bodies
Murder inc in
profesionista, face trei odata
Yeah, fum mult, ma-hoar-ca
BUG in boxe, ne pisam pe ce se poarta
Yeah, Domnul Unu, inc-o data
Am facut ce-am vrut si n-am
Facut o
chatting to Osama
Skepta the K I N G
Man start panicking when I MC
Yeah, J-A rules, but it’s Boy Better Know
It’s not Murder IN-C
Yo, they’re some hating
ain’t gonna front
Can’t promise commitment but we gone have fun ya dig
Kill Kill it from the back call that shit red rum
Imma make her cum spirting like
the words I dont mean
We do this shit together ain't no I in team
I murder every beat with no inc
My lifes in the keyboard the type is me
A little bit
level
You can get that
Groovy got it lit
Making friends
And I dig that
Dig that
And pick it
Honestly it's up for us
Cause we gone keep going
Cause we
Calm your motherfucking face down before we snap inc
Where we going
Nowhere fast 160 on it about to dig in that ass
Aye where we going
Nowhere fast
Do
1-800-Lazerface
Leave the last CE-Offer crabs and buy them Hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own tunnel under the gutters where the numbers bleed
Hunters froze up
to Osama
Skepta the K-IN-G
Man start panicking when I MC
Yeah, J-A rules, but it's Boy Better Know
It's not Murder IN-C
Yo, there's some hating family
Never
selective with the drugs
Deep down I had to dig deep down yea I Dugg
42 Jackie Robinson hit em with the slug Sean Carter Queen B
I was never on the run just
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