murdah is out of control/ murdah just let it blow / word up if you bucked a mothafucka down for taken ya dough nigga
know this liquor prolly killin my liver/ the villian is still in effect/ and i buck this motherfucker down
live and direct/ hey
what i'ma chastise my
momma? demand the respect
get up and strategize bitches cryin like they never wept/ slept in the gutter with no tech
i'm still in the dungeon/ bitch i
never left
pass that sticky icky ganja/ creep on ah come up
i crept and i came/ respect the dead game
remember ta let ya nuts hang
often
matter of
fact i'ma do mine all day/ i don't sniff coke
i like to make money/ put the fiends in the room
who's hungry? cut from the cloth they cut me black cherry
weed/ cherokee indians based in cleveland
thuggin and thievin till i'm the last one breathin/ only one believin is that seventh sign saga/ fresh and
remodeled
plush like ramada now
holy like ramadan
a momma's smile/ capo
my nigga what/ nigga execution always my guns is crippin cuz
p.b.d. posse/ i
roll with rasu
nina ross
and skails
rhythm and ghetto
rosiah
7th sign murda em all
yep. and like little capo-confuscious say nigga i'll kill for you."