Hey C-Murder, who you who you hang with? Say Lil' Kevin boy, you know I'm still makin' moves with thugs Part two nigga, ha ha all dem thugs get 'em up
(feat. Master P, Mo B. Dick) [little Kevin] hey cmurder, who you who you hang with? [c-murder] say lil kevin boy, you know i'm still makin moves with
Перевод: C-Murder. Тем не менее Makin 'Перемещение.
cut like C-Sections, infestin the nine-six For you mindless, niggaz I smack spineless Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels As flesh, moves
murder and I'm still out here Rockland, Murder INC. you get killed out here Chi-town, New York, blood spill out here And thugs like me, still out here
my first murder case yet Stay scrap and can't wait to push a nigga face back Number 10106, still I rob a racetrack Still hangin' in the mix where it
to L.A., Q.B. to C.P.T. for G.P. A hundred G cars, Garcia Vegas cigars Kani shit, mad jiggy The clout, murder material serial scratched out My name's
tape him, gag him Can't tolerate the bitchin, drag him, behind the wall Blow his whole face off with C4 Articulate moves is made, like a game of Spades
shot, then I plot nigga got dropped, I chop'em dead and make em dead white folks, Like c-loc, I will, split yo ass up for real, Upsettin' your nerves, makin
Chorus: [c-murder] Money don't make me, I make money Yeah, them niggas can't take me, 'cause I ain't runnin When it's time for me to make a move, I'm
1 *(Black C)* It's strictly this game that I'm stickin to and stayin true tryin not to do what those fakers do while I'm payin dues I'm makin moves
, yeah, yeah Dub C, 40 Widah D-Shot I know ya in the movies and ya pager's goin' off You got a call from the boss, you seen the code 2236 You makin'
still livin' this real vivid we kill, killers Yeah, you know, uh Wha'cha'll don't know? There's nothin' real about these niggas in this game This is it Murder
stocking cap murder Uzi click insterer, you got cheese, I heard of ya You dirty rat, manuevered through traps and torched doors Plastic explosives, bags of C
niggas are actin' like, I won't send em to the afterlife This is Judah Zor, a hard act to follow Murderous clique nigga, known as desperado. (Ali) Up
y'all, outrank y'all, I'll make ya' born to be a soldier Whoa, murder, murder, kill, kill it's real Shell-Shock turn your neighborhood block into the battle field Nigga, soldier rag still