Here We Come

[Intro: Irv Gotti: talking] Man who gives a fuck nigga? Who gives a fuck... MURDER... MURDER INC NIGGA! How ya love dat, how ya love dat (what is it) MURDER... MURDER INC NIGGA! Yeah, step inside niggas [Irv Gotti: rapping] Keep your fucking eyes open, observe, and watch this (Watch me) Take the game, lock shit Strictly for the gutter and the block niggas (Where my niggas) and them bitches, GOTTI! CEO, head honcho, boss And all I do is break niggas, and make doe Gotta make sure - all my niggas see Murder...I motherfuckers, shit [Vita] Tell me how you want it, momma, lace it proper Make hits hot, uh, can't shit stop her Wrist rocked up - y'all know who that bitch VITA, VITA, and who dat clique The world's most dangerous Sweeter then a mango, but hit when I aint... So y'all better run, or it's murder when we come (Chorus: Vita & Ronnie Bumps) [Bumps] You better run! [Vita] This clique I roll with they don't front they squeeze [Bumps] You better run! [Vita] This clique I roll with Murder I-N-C [Bumps] Ohhh! Cause here we come! [Vita] This clique done stack and fold that doe [Bumps] You better run! [Vita] This shit is murder I-N-C fo' sho [Bumps] Ohhh! Cause here we come! [R. Bumps] MURDER! [Vita] Please believe her, burn like cheeba, Vita, diva Got thugs fiendin to met her HOLLA HOLLA! All my ladies getting dollar, dollar stacks Cause tomorrow ain't promised, So I promise not to lose no contest Shit, Murder Mami put it down From Jersey 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 know you want my spit BITCH! I know you want what I got BITCH! Hate me but I won't stop Un-til I'm on top (Chorus) [Vita] Now ladies if you sippin Cris Then sip it till you get drunk All my thugs in the back Sippin 'gnac get fucked up One of the illest, uh, feminist when I zone Sexy while the rest be silicone To each is own, beats keep it authentic Baggin bodies wit it, Gangsta chick! [Irv Gotti: talking (Vita)] Yeah that's right Gangsta Chick (uh, uh, uh, uh) What else would you expect from Murder Inc. nigga (uh, uh, uh, uh) (Uh, uh, uh, uh) *Chuckles Y'all niggas better fuckin run! (Chorus)