Hello, "Tah Murdah" has a message for (??) To accept the message, press one To cancel the message {*phone button pushed*} Tah Murdah 2001 Murda I.N.C. motherfucker Mr. Fingaz got beats
Uhhahhhhh.. gangsta, gangsta Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta MURDA! MURDA! - gangsta, gangsta Fuck y'all niggaz talkin about? - gangsta, gangsta Uhh, uhh - gangsta, gangsta Uhh, uhh, uhh (Yeah) This is how we do - gangsta, gangsta (Yeah, 2001) - gangsta, gangsta 2001 nigga, check this shit - gangsta, gangsta
Now everybody just BOUNCE! BOUNCE! My Pov City hustlers, BOUNCE! BOUNCE! All my hood slimies, and Prada mamis See how we fall off in the club, its nuttin but love Plenty bottles of skimy twisted and stick bud And it fifty-fifty love, all across the board dog Gully respect Gully never floss for broads or, get out of my character when she back it up And after somethin good performs, I'll have you get up on it Ma, I'll give it how you want it, make you a new lady Coke'll open her crazy, now all day she two way me Type of shit like "ohh baby", everything you do is gravy And models I'm hittin lately, so all you can do is hate me Stare me down and screw face me, hype ya man up to lace me C'mon, all y'all buttersoft, sweeter then tasties My hands grip two hammers, double action Prime time, nigga minus the actin
*NOW GET YA MUTHAFUCKIN HANDS UP! High, touch the sky And if you holdin weight, nigga get it up Mamis in the club lookin right; oh you ain't spendin the night? Give her the pin number, mami hit me up We can SkyTel tag until I get you in the back of the Jag After we burn a bag, I'ma hit the guts Oh you a baller? Then ball to this My pimps, gangstas, and dogs I ain't mad at you player, play on
Now hear me holla out GANGSTA, GANGSTA PAPER CHASER - I love the cake And petit mamis with the coke bottle shape So keep shakin that money maker, ma-ma I can't hate ya Its a cold world, ol' girl - so take advice from a pimp What I'm spittin is venomus ism listen When the chrome rims glistenin, on the 'llac truck Traffic get backed up - we in this, cloud of smoke from spinach Niggaz ain't big enough to go some rounds or minutes I'm heavyweight, and I ain't speakin bought pounds in fitness Use to spit off for sport but now its business When you see me holla like you know me and I ain't scared homie Picked up the mic, and put down the gats and yo Now I rap and blow, with a fire acid flow You know, and dog I ain't gotta repeat it Right in front of ya eyes, ya see it, the best kept secret
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Now everybody just (ride..) If you sittin on dubs, in that big body rollin a bud Then get (high..) uhh, get it crunk (Murda.. gangster love) Now you know its only right and necessary that I smash Freddy, after spittin heavy - bars Methaphors god, my shit is deadly Swift and better believe I'm focused now Feed you to the vultures, murderous poster child Click, clak, BLAOW! The pound sure to drop Then catch me full of that hall or, blowin on them poppers But love, livin and, love them, thug, women who will hustle and grind when its hard times Playa, we came in this game with no gimmicks You're finished, diminshed ya frame get holes in it Straight business and +No Limits+, like Master P So if you bout that, scrilla my nilla then stack them cheese And twist up, burn the vanilla dutch, we live it up No bread, dick and Big Red we givin sluts I'm just a villian, willin to kill for that pot of gold You gotta know, its all for the dough
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Yeah, its a playa event nigga All my players ya heard me Pov City nigga, yeah, uhh Heart of the grungy, cheddar boys, mercy Yeah, it's goin down nigga 2001, murda, murda Uh, uh, gangsta, gangsta.. C-LIFE!!!
[Cadillac Tah] Yeahh, gangsta! What the fuck nigga? Cadillac Tah, uhh E-Dub - this fuckin beat is gangsta nigga Word, uhh, c'mon, uhh Whattup Murray? Welcome home nigga Yeah, let's lay it down nigga, gangsta style Yeah, uhh, c'mon, yeah
[Erick Sermon] Yo, aiyyo I be the bandit, make dough expand it Army bag full that blow mass transit Cats can't stand it, oh God damn it Invade earth like a UFO landed Rolex or standard, you got cheese Grant-ed You still can't hang with the Green Eyed Bandit Your chains tampered, caught red-handed They asked you to run ya jewels and you ran it Smile you on candid, fake thugs canned it Got shot and +Scream+ed, like Michael and Janet Tape SoundScanned it, b-boys slammed it Gots to play my tune cause radio demand it This here's the real, hardcore steel Boogie Down Production, KRS-One feel That there's the deal, Ron grab the steel Set b-boy stance and grab my deallz
[Chorus: Erick Sermon] Yo yo watch 'em rings (up dem thangs) Or your cheese (up dem thangs) Your credit cards (up dem thangs) Yeah right now (up dem thangs) Your car keys (up dem thangs) The accesories (up dem thangs) Cristal bottles (up dem thangs) Yeah right now (up dem thangs)
[Cadillac Tah] Yeah, playboy we bang if that chain hang With diamond clusters - POV CITY HUSTLERS! Y'all niggaz is busters, Mr. Murder A.K.A. Cadillac and rat-a-tat BLAM! Niggaz be shot for blue rocks, you not Willin to die so UP, DEM, THANGS Or the bullets'll fly TOUCH, YO, FRAME Believe me it's nuttin mayn, spittin lead from heat dogg This my bread and meat, picture me starvin Got a degree in robbin, kickin in doors and runnin In stores boy I'm heartless give you the whole cartridge You look like a smart dude, relentless So resistance ain't a smart move, BLUKA BLUKA! Let 'em have it for the karats silly rabbit get nailed When the hammer swingin Chop your hand off and sawed off your diamond ring An' my nigga Murray touch down on it, time to push it
[Chorus: Keith Murray] Oh y'all niggaz flashin dough? (up dem thangs) Oh y'all all got chains? (up dem thangs) Oh y'all got diamond rings? (up dem thangs) Yo y'all niggaz know my name (up dem thangs) Oh y'all niggaz got benji's (up dem thangs) Oh y'all niggaz playin games? (up dem thangs) Oh y'all think shit is sweet? (up dem thangs) Man we take it to the streets (up dem thangs)
[Keith Murray] Listen young boy this here ain't no game You comin around us you gon' up them thangs Rings chains and watch, and your ears give me the rocks We stickin motherfuckers for they shoes and socks You got Benji's? Up 'em - chains? Tuck 'em Nah, I don't love 'em - get 'em, yeah fuck 'em We supposed to be brothers - oh you tryin to kick some knowledge nigga? Save that garbage and come up out your pockets Before money wasn't a thang, it grew on trees Now my gat is in your mouth you yellin, "No Keith please!" I get another and another, a sister and a brother Who love 'em they momma love 'em cause I damn sure don't love 'em Run up on 'em like - yo, who got the weed? UP DEM THANGS nigga gimme dat cheese! If you don't want it to rain, and feel this pain I strongly encourage y'all to up dem thangs
(up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs) (up dem thangs)
It seemed to be like the perfect thing for you and me It's so ironic you're what I had pictured you to be But there are facts in our lives We can never change Just tell me that you understand and feel the same This perfect romance that I've created in my mind I'd live a thousand lives Each one with you right by my side But yet we find ourselves in a less than perfect circumstance And so it seems like we'll never have the chance Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny And you can't move on even though you try Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel Oh, I wish this could be real Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life And you don't wanna face what's wrong or right Ain't it strange how fate can play a part In the story of your heart
Sometimes I think that a true love can never be I just believe that somehow it wasn't meant for me Life can be cruel in a way that I can't explain And I don't think that I could face it all again I barely know you but somehow I know what you're about A deeper love I've found in you And I no longer doubt You've touched my heart and it altered every plan I've made And now I feel that I don't have to be afraid
Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny And you can't move on even though you try Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel Oh, I wish this could be real Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life And you don't wanna face what's wrong or right Ain't it strange how fate can play a part In the story of your heart
I locked away my heart But you just set it free Emotions I felt Held me back from what my life should be I pushed you far away And yet you stayed with me I guess this means That you and me were meant to be
