Fuck with us, walk through the ghetto, see the place that corrupted us Learn why we buck at the guys that come up with us Ain't enough bucks for us to
backpains from the world on my shoulder blades But I be damned if they send me to an early grave Chorus [C-Murder, (Ms. Peaches)] [C-Murder] I be damned if they murder
all was gon eat forever And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedda We better eat together or meet at da crossroad Cause the Lord knows It's Murda, hold
bird where (in the aiiir) Fuck the world (we don't caaare) {Ja Rule} It's time to ride out Niggaz stash your cash at the hideout The Murderous I-N-C
duck my head, up in the sunday service That's the only place where 5-0, won't burst us bust us Nigga they don't love us, they wanna relocate us to the
me Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set Ghost backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered
like a gangsta You went out with Vivica, three months after wanksta Get Rich or Die Tryin, we thought you was hot Now the same nigga wanna take us to the Candy Shop C
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set Ghost backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered
from the world on my shoulder blades But I be damned if they send me to an early grave Chorus [C-Murder, (Ms. Peaches)] [C-Murder] I be damned if they murder
