Lyrics:
slug, back out (what what)
Look out the way, 'fore your whole hood shot up (yeah)
[Chorus - Black Child - 2X - w/ ad libs]
The Inc. is back, the Inc.
I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground bastards,
the letters
Murder I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C
With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah
N****, we go hard
I'm loud
Child]
Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C
With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah
Nigga, we go hard
[Gotti]
I'm loud when the shells
What the fuck these niggas thought,
It's the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,
M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule, haha
Ay yo Buck, turn
Leave you (It's no me y'all)
All I need (I.N.C.) need is you
There's no me
[Ja Rule] Yeah - you talk to these niggaz Gotti
[Irv Gotti] B-b-b-blastin! I'm
drugs
[Verse 2 - Hussein Fatal]
I'm the street's poster child
I'm supposed to wile
With the toast I'm foul
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
From
dope or coke we all slang drugs
I'm the street's poster child
I'm supposed to wile
With the toast I'm foul
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
turn out as a meme if you ship Marco and Eclipsa
You can never have too much shipping, you always need a ship
Not a boat you silly a big giant fucking
Santana
Murder Inc. (and I know you're gettin' bored)
M.I. too high, Def Jam, Sony
This is what we buildin' here
Classic
Murder Inc.
Ha-ha-ha
Ja, B.
they come up missing
Can't take no chances with shipping, that flight I had to risk it
Bae I can't let you see my phone, you gone look at me different
I
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
And I know you're gettin' bored, baby
Yeah, yeah
I.G., Ja Rule (I know you miss my lovin')
B. Brown, my nigga Chink Santana
Murder Inc. Nigga (and I
And I know you're gettin' bored, baby
Yeah, yeah
I.G., Ja Rule (I know you miss my lovin')
B. Brown, my nigga Chink Santana
Murder Inc. Nigga (and I
Woooooo
Murder Inc. motherfucker
[Chorus:]
We world wide connected, and ya'll don't want to fuck with us
In the streets we respected, so ya'll
(I.N.C.) need is you
There's no me
[Nas]
I'm Blastin'
I'm Blastin'
[Ja Rule]
Ya, you talk to these n***** gotti
What up shook?
And lord knows I die
Pledge
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
to Uptown put them hands up now
Me and my ladies just ridin, vibin
Tryin to find a club to slide in
V-I-P! Yeah I know I'm that P-Y-T from I-N-C
BITCH! I
Like MJ in his early days
It's the Inc. and Lopez now
Ain't it funny
It's been awhile since you came around
Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
everybody in the building, my nigga L
My nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob
Yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas
This here is exodus! Say
Like MJ in his early days
It's the Inc. and Lopez now
Ain't it funny
It's been awhile since you came around
Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
a your K-I-N-G (baby)
Quint it, mek me sink it
If yuh pretty like Ashanti, me Murder Inc. It
Pussy print it, me nuh nyam Shirley biscuit
Which
a your K-I-N-G (baby)
Quint it, mek me sink it
If yuh pretty like Ashanti, me Murder Inc. It
Pussy print it, me nuh nyam Shirley biscuit
Which
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