[Hook]
When b**h n***as get you off the grind, n***a grab the nine and
When fake n***as try to cop the style, co*k the 40 cal and
Well if you don't like the way its going down, n***a grip the pound and
And if there's more than one that got to go, grab the calico and
[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
Cause there's no real n***as left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's n***a
Let Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real k**ers
Money laundering, tax evadin and drug dealers
Backed by Kenneth Mcgriff, you can't be serious
We just n***as getting money, f**ing all the b**hes
And life and d**h can be a matter of inches
You know
That fo' four that handle his buisness
Like capital gains, reload and hit them with intrest
Damn
What so gangsta about these n***as
Now I got the full speed n***as, led
Leave them dead over bread, or head
Cause we done f**ing these same b**hes
And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness
n***as can't be this stupid
It's gun talk, n***as better get used to it
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Blackchild]
I dont' care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot
I'm raised by the plot, product of the hater
The gauge and the Glock, and I keep a blade
I ain't afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun
Married muder one, sleep with the fishes
Tasting red rum, young and corrupted
Nothing to f** with, straight out of the gutter
With no introduction
Our role models is forced with the hollows
f** slothes the swallow the fifth a holla
The witness Impala
Weed twisting ganja
Load up the clip's and flip the corner
They Morner, be morners they goners
We gangster, gangster point and blank ya'
Thank ya'
n***as keep me in the mood
To eat a n***a food
I murder with real bombs
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
The nine the cal the pound the 'co, n***as
The weed the dope the E' the coke, n***as
The gauge is mine, that's all I know
I've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies know
This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my ho's hold
Keep it in their purses, In case of illegal searching
They got worship god, and trust the gun
Ask for your forgiveness, and send n***as up
f**ing stick n***as up, these b**h n***as touch
It's all about violence, real n***as is silent
And know these n***as whose guns got low mileage
Got ducked taped, hog tied up in their houses
I'll make you watch while I f** the spouse
This, ain't buisness, it's personal, gun talk
When I holla your the first to know
How many hoes, and how much blood has been lost cause
[Hook]
Yeah
Murder INC
We riding here motherf**ers