Verse 1 (C Murder)



I guess its bout time for me to pay my dues

Just got shot got blood on my shoes

Two bullets in my chest that I cannot feel

Left the bulletproof vest in the Coup De'ville

I'm steadily getting weaker I don't know what to do

Picked up the mobil phone dialed T R U

Drove myself to the clinic with revenge on my mind

Had to stash all my dope and I hid my nine

Killa killa killa killa I'll pull your card

Just got out of jail beat a murder charge

Nigget niggaz in the hood don't take no crap

Quick to get the gat and peel your cap

Release from the clinic and now I'm looking for a body

Strapped to the matt like a black John Gotti

Ruthless as fuck and my eyes is red

I wanna put a hollow tip in a motherfuckers head

I got word on the street I got funk with the southside

I'm a show 'em how to do a fucking drive-by

Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac

Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack

Master P in the passenger seat getting ready

Taking out the tech nine putting up the machette

Got close to them fools told Silkk to cut the lights off

Grabbed my sawed off and blew the nigga arm off

Rat-tat-tat tat-tat-tat then we bailed out

Got away clean smoking blunts in the house

I can't trip cause you reap what you saw man

Cause murder is an everythang thang



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Its an everyday thang



Verse 2 (Master P)



I couldn't find a job so I started slanging crack

Ten motherfuckers in a one room shack

Chopping up ?? 20's and 50's to get my cash up

?? this fucking bitch to hold my mothafucking stash homie

72 oz's that will be two keys

Cook it up with some cut and turn it into three

Open up shop and start serving double ups

5 days later watch a nigga fucking bubble up

Bitches on my dick cause they know I'm living fat

And get the Lexus painted everytime it gets a scratch

But I ain't even tripping

cause I know these hoes don't like me

And every fucking day the feds out to indict me

But I ain't going out on know motherfucking bullshit case

I'd rather slang tapes across the world state to state

Look for distributions start up my own company

So the major motherfucking labels they could hump me

No Limit came up quick just like a bullet

But Master P ?? we pull it

And all them playa hating suckes still talking shit

Better check Billboard the number one hit

Still on the hood on the under ??

Cause selling dope is an everyday thang



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