(feat. Chink Santana, Irv Gotti)
[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)
[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
[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)
[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