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No One Does It Better

by Irv Gotti

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[Chorus:] Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la No one does it like Murder Inc. Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Na na na na na la la la la Baby, no one does it like Murder Inc. Ain't none better, repeat 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 bastards, appeal to the masses Style like Jackie on asses, come through with Jackie on glasses Protectin' yo asses, seven inch classes, fuck ya'll bastards G - catch a wiff of the murderous bitch, the murderous clique Like you never heard of the G From the muscle like crime life like corner hustlers And the, tunner winter shit, tell me I ain't a winner ??, Got my mind on my money and my money in my pocket Who the fuck gon' stop it, time for the honey is up So dummy it up, who the fuck gon' knock it Now that The Inc. locked it, Chuck [Chorus:] We got vision by I.G. - hook by Ashanti Got Chuck spittin', where the fuck ya'll fit in Those without my name recognition C.B. - bitch of the commission, still play my position Oh, won't settle, put the foot to the pedal And knee short stiletto's, the chick is still ghetto Hold the bitch down, but not on her I'm rissen, mind driven like hundred mile commissions How I'm spittin', niggaz is rewritin', and I'm just bullshittin' Gon' know when I'm hittin' (uh) Wrists start slittin', I'm killin' 'em soft A predator, slow burn and I'm killin' 'em off Now, back to back let's pace it, five steps Who want to test the streets is on a record One eight-seven Mami, click behind me, ya'll know what the sellin' be Kill 'em with the melody, Chuck [Chorus:] Now who that baige bitch poppin that shit like she cocky eyed Inc. Mami, bitch know how to find me Out 'til the late night, studio trouble maker Ass don't know how to take a (murderous) love the hater Flows like an elevator, 'cause each level I'm up, I get off Fucker, who want to cross the line It's real thin with a pad and a pen And I spit ten and throw ya'll six for the win Again - ya'll heard me, niggaz thought but the chicks all girly Body all curvy, fuck how the world be I'm mobbin' on the top of ya'll I-N-see and C.B. cock-blockin' ya'll, Chuck [Chorus:]

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