Bloody Murdah
[Intro x5]
I don't give a fuck where you from
[Chorus x2]
Murda, murda, murda
Fuckin' with me you gon' lose
Murda, murda, murda
It's gonna be murda
Uh
[Verse 1: Lil' Fame]
And that goes for everybody fakin' us down (Uhuh)
This goes for everybody fakin' us down (Uhuh)
That goes for everybody fakin' us down
FUCK you, you and you, her, him and him
What up, mister gangsta? (What up?)
What up, mister pranksta? (What up?)
What up, bitch, it's Famesta
You jive-ass wannabe live-ass half-faked-ass grimy-ass slimy-ass caterpillar
This shit's the realness (uh), game over
Get your shit tight, Sammy, you sound Sosa
Nigga, I ain't holdin', I come to the rock
Through all blocks to hold me down 'cause I'm rockin' weird clothing (Hahahahaha)
Bitch, this M.O.P.'s, fuck all o' you niggas
Fizzy-Fizzy-Fizzy's balls is the biggest
Playa OG okey dokey, I blow and cap peelin' your house
While yo' family playin', karaoke
I'm a gеt down nigga, sip brown liquor
Hennessy straight, make thе kids sound slicker
Don't have me call the First Family up to brawl
'Cause we love war, we the definition of
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: Billy Danze]
Uh, uh, ayo, we still get 'em charged, ain't nothin' changed
We do our thang, for niggas that bang in the yard
LET'S GET IT POPPIN'
That's wassup, nigga
And your crew is broad and you can get these nuts, nigga
We play hard
Yes, yes y'all, we back to bless y'all
We do it with finesse y'all, with the proud of Brownsville on our chest y'all
Who the best y'all?
Niggas, know better, quick to squeeze on 'em, put B's on 'em
And poke holes in your leather (Hehehehe)
Street dweller, neighborhood Goodfella, trendsetter
Real steel hittas with vendettas
[Murda, murda
It's gonna be murda]
Noboody's in charge (Nobody runnin'!)
Know it may be new to you but we already done it
I sit back and watch you dumb son of a bitches
Make asses out yourselves to struggle for these riches (Hehe)
You place your integrity, you place your marijuana
STAB YOUR HOMIES IN THE BACK
And sacrifice honor (Aha!)
[Murda, murda
It's gonna be murda]
[Chorus x2]
[Outro x2: Lil' Fame]
That goes for everybody fakin' us down (Uhuh)
This goes for everybody fakin' us down (Uhuh)
That goes for everybody fakin' us down
FUCK you, you and you, her, him and him
I don't give a fuck where you from [x6]