Out in the They call it Up (in the street) Gun (in the street) front (in the street) Get and (they call it murder) Up (in the street) Gun (in the street) Buck and (they call it murder)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these (I'm 'bout to) Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, these streets (I'm 'bout to) Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, these streets (I'm 'bout to) Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these
I up My gun I a fuck So, welcome to No, welcome to my block Where the slugs and pop For the and tan rocks Kids play in the Other Lay in with sandtops You stop this
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder shit, Servin', servin', se-servin', servin', bricks, we Purchase, purchase, pu-purchase, and purchase, whips, we Swervin, swervin, sw-swervin, swervin, on purpose,
Try to me, you ain't, kid Try to pop me, you can't If so, you'll an oxygen tank, shit And for bucks I'm no I'm Scarface, coked up, you what [sniff] I think I need hit [sniff] You who you fuckin' with I I My hang, yup So don't get it confused or up My dudes will up The ruger, dump, bup bup And (they it murder) Act stupid, the gat's shootin leave you there, leave you square Box style, box style, he who (dares) Don't Be calm now, calm cuz We all you're not a killa killa gorilla, man Y'all I get that scrilla scrilla f'reala, fam me in the chinchilla all through the winter, man Never catch me trippin', slippin', and kill me, I the hood love show me love back And the hood is where my heart is, so I that Nah, you can't a black man down I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan
AY Killa, killa, killin' killin' for killa killa the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on gorillas Santana, bananas, clip bananas, wrapped in Hammers, hammers, no cameras, you'll be to nana (nana nana) nana Santana, he be holding berettas Killa killa kills civilians, you I'm no better Mo' betta' betta', cheddar cheddar, you'll be dead on your For cheddar cheddar, we sever, go get it together Get it together, now now get my right through late night I know what it tastes (what's that?) Some coke, dawg, go get your face pipe Put on my Laker jersey, then I go rape (number 8) You got G ma, I got G too, She wanna fly G-4, fly G-2 (nope) ten thousand, you won't get a G, boo Only G you gettin' is me, O.G.,
Haha, I you I you you niggaz was in trouble man (murda) The new season has officially (murda) Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay