(C-Murder)
Motherf**kers always wonderin why this n***a winding up dead.
Why is this n***a dead.
It's because motherf**kers out here is stupid.
They giving to it some motherf**kin body.
They cross a n***a.
And they dont watch thier motherf**kin back.
n***as gonna retaliate.
You cant cross a n***a without gettin it.
Cause a motherf**ker realize that.
I aint runnin.
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I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU n***as with me and we strapped
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU n***as with me and they gunnin
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU n***as with me and we riders
I gotta get em fore they get me, I aint runnin
I got my TRU n***as with me and we strapped
I got beef with some n***as on the other side
Them fools cross me, now somebody gotta die
I got the twins in the lex with the black tint
I told em bust if you see a motherf**ker flinch
I guess them busters wanna see if the tank real
They wasn't satisfied when they homie got k**ed
I aint banging on no motherf**king tape n***a
Test me and I'm gonna celebrate your dead day
I can't sleep when my enemy is looking for me
I'm paranoid n***as tryin to take my soul from me
But I aint runnin I'm a look em dead in the eye
I'm a real n***a and real n***as dont die
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(Kane & Abel)
Hot lead at your head at the speed of light
Cant outrun a bullet, you goin die tonight
It aint right but thats the way its gotta be
The circumstance is the murderman dance
Me and my brother made the world pitch black ready for combat
Automatic gats for weed packs stay strapped
Playa some n***as came but everybody aint able
Dick hard starin at a hundred G's on the kitchen table
They say my status turn to casualties when i squeeze
Hit em up with two two threes, bodies scatter like the breeze
Fatal injuries, i feel sorry for your mother
But i got this motherf**ker fore he got me get em
(C-Murder)
Chorus