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Intro:The fuck is the deal, niggaWe gonna bubble hardGet this money niggaHustle night to nightState to stateYeah, All my tripple green thugs,What, what, what, yeah,Yo, yo, yo[Tah Murdah]When I`m thinking the doe, uhI`m thinking the O`s,With any and many ways to blow,Till I`m sitting on doe.Burying poppy seeds, trying to get them to growSo if you need, I`m the nigga to knowAnd that`s for showI love money, especially blood moneyThat in and out of state,Out of state, drug moneyUsed to stash halves under the couchTill the neighbors start runnin their mouthsAnd have the feds running in my houseThe game will never forget, who slipped and losing their growBlowing my head and old timers throwing jewels in itSeen it all, from heavy weights scaredTo them control the blocks niggas get knocked niggasWho couldn`t make thereYou coward legal than snake but couldn`t take thereBubble hard most of my lifeAnd I`m still wooling the stripesTo shave the road, blaze the froFor them chubby faced, uhI aim for more, Sellaphine12, 12, bags of capsule,I`m goin get this dirty money any and every way I have to, have toSkit: Games is for everybody Everybody in for the game, Ya little nigga, uh, stop playingChorus: (Black Child)Nigga, we get it right,Hustle days and nightWhether it`s crack, dope or persia whiteWhatever it takes, all my niggas on the ground for cakeBubble the weight, from state to state, ya heard nigga{repeat}[Tah Murdah]Yo, Yo,One of my elders told meI`m living the short lifeSwinging wit yo, I ratherDie young and then grow old and blueWhether it`s crack, dope, or cokeWe slinging it, 20 g`s a night, we bringing itAvoid the law, and from the crack,Picture the hole in the half a brick, half a brickTo a key, now I supply the deeAnd the niggas that I once bought from, buy from meAll sales, retail, Fish scales, IvoryI`m trying to see if I could build a fortress undergroundSo when Feds come in lurkin, I`m nowhere to be foundI`m the type to take a brick, bust it downinto dimes and nicks, find some strips and flood the townIf I ever hit the ground, I`m just clickin and cockinAnd run up into your spot, and get to poppin instead of shoppinand not stoppin, until there`s profit involvedSo when the profit is lost, fuck splittin itI pocket it all, ya heard?Chorus[Tah Murdah]For all ya`ll, niggas just watch me take itMurder plots we making, head shots for bakingAnd night, hating, but if ya`ll niggas ain`t running wit my teamAnd what the fuck I look like, spitting my greenDrop and top on the high beam, see a lot of niggas make movesBut too hard headed to take the jewelsI got to, hit you killers, then will come and get you niggaBlack Child murder these bitch-niggas[Black Child]Where they at, them niggas want it with us, The MurderersTah Murdah, you want them touchedI`m gonna touch em, stick em, stuck em, I don`t trust emThen Bust em, if they don`t duck em then fuck em[Tah Murdah]Spit a clip, just to hold the block down,Then if I, got to put a clock, then clownsAnd let off roundsI do it all for the love of the doeUntil I push em in the 6th knanks to the double oYou heard niggaChorus

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