J-murda - Raise Tha Hell Up lyrics

Chorus:J-Murda You remind me of somebody I used to know, I used to know Murda ***talkin w/ chorus*** Ya'll ain't even gonna believe this sh** man Remember that b**h I had That little light skined b**h Yea this b**h was a trip You know how she loved to s**ed a n***as dick Every once in a while this b**h got to the point to Where she thought she was gonna be getting Some here and there I told her I wasnt tryin to have that and the b**h wipped out So check this out Verse One: J-Murda I'm at home, layin low Everything is everything watin on my hoe I know its hard to imagne yet a n***a on my status Had a night like tonight look here I'm glad Came to an end My girlfriend slid into the bedroom with a women Come in, is what she said closed the door and jumped in the bed Baby would of gave a n***a head insted of flippin and trippin I run along with the PG, hm and that's on DP I mean what could I say, what could I do Anything I say and do is a catch 22 and I knew I had a clue Of some type of suspion Tuesday night when I see you up a peanuts fishin' I wasnt really trippin At first I wasn't gonna go dippin Then I said dame look at all these b**hes I went inside couldnt believe my eyes Snatch up four fly b**hes, time to ride Tell by the earl pull the Bently in front Hit me with a G thang, f** a blunt Ridin at the highway, thangs going my way Tell the b**hes that be goin to my place Fellin like Teddy Pendagra** on the freeway Get my dicked knocked off, in a G way Yea they know the program its a set and lovin each other and lovin my dick It's a trip but I don't see nothin wrong with it So you could work your thang would you Snoop and I'm sip this drank, thank and recoop Cuz when you close the bar down you know what {you know what} Baby you a star know Hook 2X: Murda w/ chorus I can't f** no head doctor I don't give a f** even if the b**h is proper She might be cute, she might be thick but she will get G'd if she don't s** dick Verse Two: J-Murda Man I wanted the fly When it come to what these women say You know I'm the coldest Cuz I spit that sh** you n***as thank Like proper, pimpin', prevence for preformances I have the baddest b**h go get my grip Go walk the strips, her ten toes touch the payment for mine You know the time, cuz when it's time to make the payment of mine My b**h grind, make that G's stack come back and gimme that All of that proper amount yea, my full count and know she wants to have s** with me I told her please sell my piece make my portion a fee and I'm put you in position for victory As long as you follow directions carefully So I flossed her a month, nephew you know whats up I keep a bad broad servin that raw and uncut So I send her up in peanuts for the trickin She ran in this n***a and some b**hes Who talkin bout he gone pay in a real way No more be said, break off the big heads and you can get that, hit that, and spit that Boss up muthaf**a and you can pimp that Hook: Murda w/ chorus I can't f** no head doctor I don't give a f** even if the b**h is proper She might look cute, she might be thick but she f** with Swoop The b**h gon get pimped I can't f** no head doctor I don't give a f** even if the b**h is proper She mignt look cute, she might be thick but she f** with Swoop So you know she gettin' pimped **Murda & {Swoop} talkin** Hook 2X: Murda/ chorus I can't f** no head doctor I don't give a f** even if the b**h is proper She might be cute, she might be thick but she will get G'd if she don't s**