Carey Stacks - Murder lyrics

[Intro: The Jacka] Mob, damn I know they know oh It's that Mob sh** n***a You digg We live this sh**, man [Verse 1: The Jacka] Bubb doin' time for a murderer Kaz doin' time for a murderer If you've ever heard a crime n you heard of us We was gettin' rich 'fore they heard of us Yeah, they gettin' bread but they not where we at They gave my patna (?) so the n***a set He don't want no high-fives cause he didn't rat He just did what he supposed to do You just mind yo business even though its k**ers close to you Drum in the machine ridin' down International Keep your n***as close to you, choppa on the pa**enger We don't need a scope for you Strapped with my n**s till our cribs got ocean view Bring rap back cause it feel like ghost to you Feel like forever cause ain't a n***a show us through Started losin' hope, sellin' coke with my open crew Realest n***as alive say we dope cause they know it's true Never take me light I'll take your life, you dont know me bull Sellin' dope, blowin' trees, we ain't go to school Illest ever seen, young teens we went on a tour Nose full of 'Ron no sleep till they dyin' forsure Durban Cook, Durban Sherb I'm a connoisseur Flyer than a California Condor I dont wanna have to show up to your mom door Lookin' for you with a Mac wearin' Tom Ford Millionaire on the slap ain't got time slow up Or watch you grow up, here the lean go n***a pour up You s**ed every dick you seen b**h you should hoe up Did everything but I'm here to see my n***as blow up [Verse 2: K-Loc] [Verse 3: Carey Stacks]