Lyrics:
the pastor would read
Gold chains never African beads
Got the same blood that Africans bleed
I’m gettin' interviewed by Angela Yee
Uh
This the game and they
Mystikal
Talking heavy now she ready lay her down then I'm bout to give and go
Flow so dope sell it like crack never go broke
Cuz I flip right back like that
something, better know that shit come back with a lot of interest
Better give me my cut, before I give you a cut, buck 50 incisions
Better do shit right, no
x2
[Mystikal]
Bitch I'll do you something
You thinkin if I cut you in yo motherfucking head it ain't gon' do shit
Bitch this ain't
a fucking kid
Cried a many Christmas
Denied by many Christians
Outsiders some related
I say hi then full of shit them
My pride has been bruised
Plenty scars
that drain drip, yeah
Same city, same niggas
Bitches fuckin’ on that same shit
Boss up or get bossed around
I can not fuck with that lame shit
Yeah
Fuck
by inches I can count a hundred thousand pennies
Help me center
Look at that, look at that, look at that, get back
I get that respect like that
that UPT, Mystikal ya' bitch U gone R-I-P
Baby tell me Yella go on wit cha' dogg azz
But Nolia $limm my witness whoodie, Dis Nigga N trouble.
B.G.
What's really happenin?
This shit again for the '99 (it ain't my fault)
Silkk The Shocker (it ain't my fault)
Mystikal, Craig B (it ain't my
the question how many y'all would bleed for me
I'm see-Murder, but that don't mean shit to a bullet
I make moves with Silkk, cause I know he gonna pull it
I
bad bitch and I mean that shit
Throw that ass, bitch swing that shit
I bust quicker when your ass up while your back sit
Eat that pussy like catfish,
One one one one one.
One hear I go mic check here I go mic check.
One one one one one.
That's that shit that's that shit nigga that's that
know what I'm saying
This probably some unreleased vault shit that will never drop
In the woods lets motherfucking get it
Spitting flames in the woods
know what I'm saying
This probably some unreleased vault shit that will never drop
In the woods lets motherfucking get it
Spitting flames in the woods
What's really happenin?
This shit again for the '99 (it ain't my fault)
Silkk The Shocker (it ain't my fault)
Mystikal, Craig B (it ain't my
The inner me like, Cash how you say that Shit
You robbed Kim K you know you woulda raped that Bitch
Put ya face in that Shit
You Woulda ate that Bitch
Then
guy stepping to I then it's man down
Surrounded by a few kings that rule their own nation
Couple Ls in rotation though there's no Ls taken
Money our
I'm in the land l.a. land of the stick
Watch y'all niggaz know bout dat purple weed nigga
Show y'all niggaz some shit
It's that sticky that
with corpses
Looking gorgeous in the candle light, the label stopped adoring
And according to the artists that been cornered by the boring
Only porridge
It ain't Indonesia, China White
Purple-Haired Thai, Big H Delight
Take my shit we gon' have to fight
I'm always rollin' dirty so be actin'
Man he told me to keep that part
Though that's the craziest part
I should start it off with a bird call
That means we roadrunnin
Brodie said he need
to get ready
You shooting yo shot
Make sure that it's steady
Killing everybody
This shit can get deadly
Three on my back
Shoutout to Webbie
Don't test me
Chorus (2x): murder, murder (murder, murder)
Kill, kill (kill, kill)
Shit's real (shit's real)
On the battlefield (on the battlefield)
[mystikal]
I said
and broken nose
I'ma bust the microphones I rip on
I step on the stage and get my grip on
That's when you get stiff armed
It's on and I'm the shit
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