murdah

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."