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Well ****ing around gets you of the grind, niggas grab the nine an
Well fake ass niggas try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal the
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, niggas grip the poundin
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
Real talk, the
INC about to run
New York'Cause there's no real niggas left to hold the torc
Who gon' hold us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's nigga
Lt. Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax evade and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
We just niggas getting money, ****ing all the bitche
And life and death between a matter of inches
You knowThat fo' four that handle his business
Like capital game, reload and hit them with interest
Damn, what so gangsta about these nigga
Now I got the full speed niggas, le
Leave them dead over prayers, or head'
Cause we done ****ing these same nigga
And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness, niggas can't be this stupi
It's gun talk, niggas better get used to i
Well ****ing around gets you of the grind, niggas grab the nine an
Well fake ass niggas try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal the
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, niggas grip the poundin
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
Yeah, I don't care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot
I'm raised by the plot, product of the hater
The gauge and the glock, and
I keep a blade
I ain't afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun
Married murder one, sleep with the fishes
Tasting red rum, young and corrupted
Nothing to **** with, straight out of the gutte
With no introduction
Our role models is forced with the hollows
Niggas sloths the swallow the fifth a holl
The witness and the polla, niggas twisting ganj
Load up the clip's and flip the corner
They Morner, be mourners stay gunner
We gangster, gangster point and blank ya'
Thank ya', niggas keep me in the moo
To eat a niggas food
I murder with real bombs
Well ****ing around gets you of the grind, niggas grab the nine an
Well fake ass niggas try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal the
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, niggas grip the poundin
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
The nine the cal the pound of coke, nigga
The niggas the shit the
E' the coke, nigga
The gauge is mine, that's all
I knowI've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies know
This tough load, the 3 8 o's,
I let my hoe's hold
Keep it in them working, in case
I'm legal searching
They got worse, niggaz worship god, and trust the gun
Ask for your forgiveness and send niggas u
****ing stick niggas up, these ****ing niggas touc
It's all about violence, real niggas is silence
And know these niggas whoes guns got low mileag
Got ducked taped, all tied up in their houses
I'll make you watch while
I **** the spous
This ain't business, it's personal, gun talk
When I holla you're the first to know
How many hoes, and how much blood has been lost of
Well ****ing around gets you of the grind, niggas grab the nine an
Well fake ass niggas try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal the
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, niggas grip the poundin
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
YeahMurder
INCWe riding here mother****er





































