*C-Murder*



Down South huster, slangin on dat corner stackin dividends

fuckin over fiends cause my ghat is my only friend

and won't hesitate to use my sawed off

I'll knock on ya door and shoot ya motherfuckin head off

c-murder a real fuckin natural born killah for realah my nigga

I'm badder cause my nuts is bigger

strapped with a tec-9 a mac-10 and 2 glocks

dumpin niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac

I'm kickin it in Cali but I was born in dat N.O.

murder is daily everybody packin heat bro

punk bitches can't survive when ya scary

everyday young niggas gettin shipped to the mortuary

Night time falls the motherfuckin streets ain't safe

at the fuckin club the jackers run the place

but I gotta do what I gotta do like Manson

I'm crazy for takin these penitentiary chances

cause once the money start commins it's like you just can't stop it

a nigga aint' shit without his pockets

So watch yo back when a nigga like C doin bad

I'll do a solo jack and dey a never find yo ass

Ra ta tat tat tat tat is the sound of my hollow

they find ya fuckin corpse stinkin in the ghetto tommorrow

so act like a bitch and you'll get treated like a busta

dat's how it is with dis down south hustler



*chorus*

Hustlin cause I gots nowhere to go,

Hustlin slangin heroin and yayo,

Hustlin gots to make myself some mail,

Hustlin gots to stack my dividends



*Partners in Crime (P n C down here)*



Deep down south I used to try to stack my fuckin ends

hangin on the set tryin to stack some fuckin dividends

Till a nigga hooked me up with dat nigga Master P

flew me 2 tickets now I'm chillin down in Cali

dont' have no money like Snoop Dog or Dr. Dre

but I'm glad so say I thi