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    [Irv Gotti]
    Yeah...nox and me ya heard me
    Ha ha ha ha ha ha
    My niggaz
    Yeah Chink Santana, D.O. Cannon, Young Merc
    My nigga...Seven
    It's murder niggaz
    You listenin to a nigga right now that don't give a fuck about nuffin nigga
    Ha ha ha...
    It's murda

    [Chorus: Chink Santana]
    It's time to serve ya niggaz and bitches ya heard of us
    It's Irv Gotti and the Murderers and we still don't be givin a fuck
    It's just to vicious of a click and nothin but spitness
    Do their work handle their buisness man who gon fuck wit us?
    (Repeat once)

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    [Caddillac Tah]
    Yeah, shit
    I don't know what y'all thought
    But we pro's and we flow, fire acid
    And toast and that fo' automatic
    And dough gotta have it and my niggaz blastin
    Gloves and ski mask's when it's time put the match in
    We cock and bust, rags, is what's happenin
    Livin like a gangsta so gangsta shit I'm rappin
    While y'all niggaz is actin, stick to the script
    Hold ya hip wit a clip
    Ain't no love for the snitch
    Only slugs from the fifth leave you stiff
    Ain't that a bitch
    Niggaz hatin for nothin for frotin for nothin
    Becomes somethin that you don't want cousin
    It's simple basic shit
    Whoever face my clique
    Gon get erased, in this thing violence and sick
    Nigga hard to break yourself
    Pie and we rollin strong wit fire arms
    The fire bomb, when the war is on
    I.G. presents I.N.C.
    And if you ain't know thats the boss man runnin the show
    So get your weight up if you hate us enough
    To come lace us pull out your gun and bust it
    Man enough if you ain't bluffin
    And for the record it a message
    for niggaz second guessin y'all can eat a dick
    I love this gangsta shit

    [Irv Gotti]
    (Chorus play's in background)
    I love this gangsta shit nigga!
    Nobody fuckin wit my clique nigga, bet that
    Bunch of motherfuckin niggaz that don't give a fuck nigga
    Let me tell you who the fuck they is nigga
    Let me tell you who the fuck they is
    The kingpin, Ja motherfuckin Rule y'all
    Ain't no stoppin that nigga
    Caddy, Caddy
    Fuck that, Tah Murda nigga, Tah Murda nigga
    Black Child, Black child, Black child
    Vita, Vita
    Murder mommy nigga, murder mommy nigga
    Yeah, yeah
    Jody Mack, Jody Mack
    Ha ha ha, 0 easy nigga, 0 easy nigga
    I got some new niggaz, I got some new niggaz
    Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhh
    D.O. Cannon, D.O. Cannon
    Paul shitty nigga
    Young Merc, Young Merc, Young Merc
    Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhhhh shit
    Chuck B-More, Chuck B-More
    What's fuckin wit that
    Y'all niggaz don't know
    Ronnie Bumps, Ronnie Bumps
    I see you nigga
    Last but not least
    The princess Ashanti, The princess Ashanti
    The princess Ashanti...That's my clique nigga
    That's my family

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    Composition: Irv Gotti and A. Parker

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