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featuring Big Ed  Master P 

Y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit? 
(Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue) 
Y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower 
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh! 

Chorus (2X): Murder  murder  murder  murder 
187  cause I don't give a fuck 

[Silkk] 
Well  it's time to ride  slide 
them niggaz that fucked up  they lucked up 
Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass 
I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house 
And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out 
Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin 
Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel 
Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house 
Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out 
That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga 
What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers 
You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame 
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game 
Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad 
I'm a fuck you nigga 
you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask 
You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down 
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now 
It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit 
I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin 
It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die 
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes 

Chorus (2X) 

[Master P] 
Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane 
Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad 
Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter 
Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla 
Break me off proper, gun in that doctor 
Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper 
Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder 
Down South hustla, West Coast ruler 
3rd Ward villian, I'm in the killin 
They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin 
Ice cream slangin, 
And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin? 
They could stop, a nigga from comin up 
They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks 
Independent, and black owned 
But still got more money than Al Capone 
Y'all niggaz can't stop a killa, 
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala 
But if they shoot, did up with police 
Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East 
And call me Mr. Paul 
Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal 
Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy 
And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me 

Chorus (2X) 

[Big Ed] 
Niggaz, they want to start some stack 
but if they stack then let it be started 
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed 
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it 
When I pop ya with this heart rock 
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it 
Jack you like a New Jersey drive 
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride 
Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes 
See the barrel knows where the bullet go 
and then we smash off in that 4 by 4 
See we rolled on ya set and then bucked 
A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up 
You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased 
Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest 
TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin 
It might be your ho we tossin 
Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson 
Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin 

Chorus (2X) 

Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets. 
No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker. 
This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches 
(soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama) 
to the East Coast (to the West Coast) 
to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston) 
to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to 
Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin 
Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia, 
Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix) 
To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real 
niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere. 
Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha. 
But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass 
(watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187 
(a 187) 
Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!) 
Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy) 
cause the sreets is real. Believe that.

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