Chorus: (Benzino)



Come with me lets (Murder)

Follow me to (Murder)

Come with me lets (Murder)

Follow me to (Murder)

La la la la la la la (Murder)

La la la la la la la (Murder)



(Mr. Gzus)

It's a thrill to me that you niggas want to kill me

I think you all know this saga

They mad cause they wish they had the shit that I had

I'm fucking there babies moma

My soldiers salute with their guns high

Aim and they'll shoot you with one try

I never understood why, niggas snitch and bitches lie

How a motherfucker gonna testify

When he's doing the same shit that I'm doing?

Yap to the feds for a little bit of bread

Now The whole fucking game is ruined

A lot of these niggas are two faced

They need to use glue for they tooth paste

They better strap up or get their boots laced

Or get victim of a 44 shell case

Your bitch said she like the way my dick taste

Now the hoe back up in your face

To the rules of the game you're a disgrace

Never trust no bitch in the first place

Me and Big Sco came to blast these hoes'

Who can't keep shit on the hush

When we come, guns bust

Ruckus hit the dust, it's only us



Chorus:



(Big Sco)

These niggas want drama?

Who the fuck these busta testing

Bout to teach em a lesson, when I get to blesson

Wit the motherfucking smith