Текст песни C-Murder f B.G. - Y`all Heard of Me
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[Chorus: C-Murder, B.G.]Now all y`all done heard of menow I`m C-MurderI did done things y`all ain`t never heard ofnow I`m a fool boy, you call me a fool it`s onI`m willing to die for mine, I`m willing to die for mineNow all y`all did heard of meI`m B. GizzleI did done thing you bitch niggaz scared taI smacked bitches, shot niggazsold coke, caught cases, I`ve done it allI ain`t talking I don`t stunt at all[Verse 1: C-Murder]You don`t wanna mess with that glock boy (that glock boy)test me with that glock you get popped boy (dropped boy)on the spot money bustin on my socks boy (socks boy)it`s hot and now these cops on my jock boy (jock boy)I breaks bread with these baseheadsI shows them love until they slip and I trip sonAnd speakin of drugs they wanna label me a killerSo don`t push me life is hardI`m trying to fill my own graveyard the 3rd WardI`m a menace to society like I`ma threatY`all ain`t met the real C yet I`ma repAsk Bumby, Wayne and Rich about me it`s realer than realI was chosen when Slim got killed you know how I feelsit`s a shame the reaper came who should I blameMytaius to me to be cool you know I`m a foolmessing with you guerillas we get your head bust (head bust)me and my homies we about that the paper (the paper)it`s money we after Straight money niggazthe cut boys could never be no fakersI spit that gangster rap forget that hip hopI bought them gangster-ass beats that make your head bop (head bop)Then make that arm cock (arm cock) and then that show stops (stops)cause it`s murda murda murda murdathe 187 cause I don`t give a.. but they don`t heard me though[Chorus: C-Murder, B.G.]Now all y`all done heard of menow I`m C-MurderI did done things y`all ain`t never heard ofnow I`m a fool boy, you call me a fool it`s onI`m willing to die for mine, I`m willing to die for mineNow all y`all did heard of meI`m B. GizzleI did done thing you bitch niggaz scared taI smacked bitches, shot niggazSold coke, caught cases, I`ve done it allI ain`t talking I don`t stunt at all[Verse 2: B.G.]If you don`t know me ask somebody you know and I bet they knowThis lil nigga quick to draw down and split ya or cut ya throatThis lil nigga quick to handle his business and quick to creepThis lil nigga ain`t bout coppin no play or squashin no beefThis lil nigga keep a 40 up on him wit an extensionThis lil nigga`ll steal ya even when ya payin attentionI`ma uptown gangsta, V.L. donwhen I die bury me wit ya bo`s and a t-shirt onI`m a fool like that I be walkin through the hood (hood)Wit all my jewelry on bitch niggaz wonder how I do it (do it)I`m real that how I could it gets no realerI got killas like jarnel just waitin for me to spend `emI was raised with gorillas and gangstersKillers and thugs straight hustlers that`ll touch you upThese choppers sendin niggaz all true to the gameYou hear C or B.G. and ya gotta know them names[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Outro: C-Murder] + (B.G.)B.G. where you at?(Throw your hands up (throw your hands up)throw your hands up...(throw your hands up)free C-Murder. Callio,throw your hands up)Stomp for meJump for meBuck for meStomp for me(Throw your hands up (throw your hands up)throw your hands up (throw your hands up)free C-Murder. Callio, throw your hands up)aha.the N.O., V.L, CP3, for the Noliayou know?TRU