It's Murda

Caddillac Tah

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    It's murda(Yo it's murda)...niggaz it's murda(Niggaz it's murda)
    It's murda(Yo it's murda)...niggaz it's murda(Niggaz it's murda)

    [Chorus: Chink Santana]
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, ain't no where to run
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C is gon ride tonight
    It's murda, ain't nowhere to run
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C gon ride tonight

    [Chink Santana]
    I'm from the city where the good die young and
    Niggaz strugglin, drugs smuglin, youngins and keep the slugs cuplin
    Hustlin hard, niggaz cussin guard for they scars
    To many niggaz in the back of them cars
    It like a bird dead trapped in them bars
    But it ain't no thang, I got cookies change
    And fame just a way of making plans
    Ho's been hollerin my name (Santana)
    I never been fuckin wit no snitches still
    Quick wit barettas, wit hammers quick to get wit ya
    Now a nigga hit up, clipped up
    And real motherfucker know we all about stackin those digits
    The reason I spit these lyrics bitches is to bring the word to the district
    Who is it?
    How to get connected comin from that gritty city
    When nothin but a grind, and no time to rhyme
    And my nigga D.O. visit
    And you don't really wanna fuck wit Chink
    And I don't even get a chance to blink
    When I catch a lil' third nigga jumpin out the escalade
    Iced out wit a black mink (Blingin lingin)
    And to my niggaz wonderin why they can't find me
    And why come by when they come by kid
    Cuz I be up in the wide city wit I.G., Biiiitch

    [Chorus: Chink Santana]
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, ain't no where to run
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C is gon ride tonight
    It's murda, ain't nowhere to run
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C gon ride tonight

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    [D.O. Cannon]
    You gon get grown now, wit bitches so loud
    Go get your chrome clow, your brain get blown out
    Playa listen your forgettin to slippin to get your grind on
    When we comin hittin, spittin your times gone
    You know it's murda this should have told ya
    Cuz a soilder, watch when I roll up
    Heavy hittas, heavin spittin you want us? come get us
    Natural born killers, now you feel us girl
    Shot is flyin, no autumn ridin, you keep on hidin
    Nigga put your time in
    D.O. Cannon known for makin it happen
    Trucks pull up we pop off boy what's crackin, you heard!
    You know my crew it dirty, stay out my bentley shorty
    You got that money show me, befo' I pop ya homey
    Gotti is cool, niggaz is straight fools
    Thinkin you tough dude, look what the inc do
    Roll up!

    [Chorus: Chink Santana]
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, ain't no where to run
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C is gon ride tonight
    It's murda, ain't nowhere to run
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C gon ride tonight

    [Caddillac Tah]
    Yeah, nigga watch out murda burner fo'-sho
    Wit that New York city ??? out
    Gritty ??? ???, semi charged out, remi car swirved
    In and out of lanes
    So we thuggin and hustlin, pistol lover wit alot of aim
    Put it up and pop up your frame
    Betta watch the game
    Cuz we here to take it, ain't a nigga gon make us get sidetracked
    From this paper, we fire gats
    Put it in end wit tai cats
    And that shit you decribe as rap
    Is my life and I'll ride wit that
    Mean wit ross wit the baby mack
    Bitches be lovin the way we act
    In the club when it's crazy packed
    From Atlanta to Cacilac
    Who the fuck wanna fuck wit that? Hit him a bad position
    where his moma gon see homey spillin blood on the curb
    Sayin they last words
    The undispuited under dog
    And we comin wit all intentions to win and crush em all
    If you see I.G. nigga respect the master boss
    When we ride (Ain't no where to run, ain't where to hide)
    Somebody gotta die *Echo's out*

    [Chorus: Chink Santana]
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, ain't no where to run
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C is gon ride tonight
    It's murda, ain't nowhere to run
    Niggaz it's murda, ain't nowhere to hide
    It's murda, you know when we come
    Niggaz it's murda, I-N-C gon ride tonight

    [Chink Santana]
    Y'all bet is to not fuck wit this
    Cuz we're drunk niggaz ride [x4]

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    Composition: Irv Gotti, A. Parker, and G. Fields

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