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[Tah Murda]Yo, throw your motherfuckin middlefingers in the air, niggaCause if y`all don`t give a fuck, like we don`t give a fuckThrow your motherfuckin fingers in the airMotherfucker, the war is on, we`re gonna pour it onNiggas to be feminineGuns rapidly scenativeFor the love of the BenjaminsKeep em` leeking and bleekingTo dogs with his brawds tremblingI`m sending him, till the LORD calls my adrenalinYou slow mo, niggas getting slow doughFuck your po-po, I let the flow blowKeep em` running like Flo-Joe, I flow soSickest Murder!Clip Inserter!Drop Pop and rip your wordahWe lust for more, cant touch crush the ropeHit a clubs rush the door, niggas fuck the *knownThat`s why we`ve been blazed to you froze it up,Had your name to the crease so you closed it upI`m one in a mil, niggas got me gunning for realLeaving you nothing to steal, so no pain to feelSo fuck the world! Ya either getWhen you see the sink, skin no more than my thugs than your guns let off[Black Child]I earned connections, everytime I burn my weaponYa`ll niggas gonna learn your lessonFuck the feds, nigga we spit hollow headsOur motto is shed blood for dead thugThat shed blood in hell, when my slugs set bailPray for death from your cell, I won`t bet we got to jailFrom pretty niggas, with half a nickel flowThem bitch niggas, they keep their dimes on the lowYa`ll niggas is lame, commercial niggas get out the gameWe here now, shits gonna changeWe spit them things, from point blank range at youThen ask what the fuck you goin` do, test the mic on your gunLose your life and your ones, I don`t give a fuck where you fromNiggas run when we come, I bust my gunCause I`m a bum from the gutter, You better knowIt`s Murda! Motherfucker!Y`all ain`t hear meY`all with meThrow your fuckin fingers up, motherfuckerCause if y`all don`t give a fuck like we don`t give a fuckThrow your motherfuckin fingers in the air[Ja Rule]Nigga, I`m, living my live, fucking your wifeBending her up, while I`m holla red and I don`t give a fuckSo I move like like it such, and ya`ll can`t get enough, of the murderersIt`ll murda ya`ll, nigga, what, what,I know yall are ready to die, know whyCause the pain is too much to bare while aliveSo I cock my nine, then close my eyesTake another hit and then crip and blow mindsThese are hard times niggas, in these streets and bust blindOut of fear, out of dispair, but never in the airWe gonna take this, Point Blank range in your Range RoverPistol with the kids and rape your stray hoeWe the Murderers, yo, what you expect from us,We niggas you can`t trust, that don`t really give a fuck,We dedicated to street life, game and hustle,I dont wanna be White,let them black and live for struggleMy niggas tow guns for hittin you and your squad up,Now we got the upper hand so keep your palms upNiggas, if you want it with Ja come in and line upGuaranteed, you be meeting your maker when you times upNegative, I can go into the streets we livePaper, foreign niggas be murdering shitSo what, what, Niggas is holla, yo what upMurda Inc. is the movement that won`t be touchedMotherfuckers, ya hear me, Murder Inc. niggasCause if you don`t give a fuck like we don`t give a fuckThrow your motherfucking fingers in the air![Vita]We don`t give a what, what,All of my ladies, it`s all gravyGet your tubs upIt`s Murder, turn it upPlus, ain`t nobody hotter than TottiSo who you riding withLadies hating blatently hating cause they ain`t hidingDismiss hot chick, straight to the top chickThat`ll chase you, that`ll strip you off your crown and replace youWhen I stay laced boo, in the top of the line, in the finest designers, from Fendi and GabbanaPlayers if you want it, I got it, just come and get itThugs if you hustling hustling, come and get itMommy if you rolling with Totti, let`s get this dough offWe don`t give a fuck! What!

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