[Intro: ShaCronz (Free Murda)]
Man, f** is going? (What?)
sh** is crazy, yo Free (Yo, what's up son?)
Ain't sh**, what's good, man (ain't sh** chilling)
Yo, this muthaf**a on the other side running around
Spazzing on the workers and sh**, son (word?)
Telling n***as they can't bubble on this side
Trying to get on some real Deebo sh**, yoknowhatimean (what's that coming from?)
Ain't going down like that, knowhatimsayin
My n***a gave me his math, though (word?)
He talking about he wanna holla, he a wild n***a man, yo holla at this n***a, son
(I'mma holla at him, I'mm holla at that n***a...)
[Free Murda]
Yo, who the f** is it? (You know who this is?)
Yo, who the f** is this? (Not one of your chicks, I want to get one thing clear)
Hold on, you think it's some lames here? (Simply and plain? Yeah)
What? (n***a I ain't talking bout your hands and them
Plus you all hype for nothing) I take you off the planet, son!
(We'll see when them cannons come) I don't wanna hear nothing
(Aight, I'll have you stiff like a mannequin)
Free, don't make me break your skinny a** up
Ooh, on my mother.. (You trying give me bad luck?
And I thought you didn't know who this was) What I thought
(Nah you ain't think nothing, running your lips, brah
But anyway, we can get it on, n***a, anyday)
Now you know you gone, word is bond, I let the semi spray
(Yeah, that's just hearsay, you getting alotta airplay)
What, on his jack? (Nah, this went there, man)
[Interlude: Free Murda (ShaCronz)]
Yo, (yo, son) Son you hear this n***a Murda?
(Yeah man, this n***a wilding the f** out) f**ing bugging and sh**
This n***a ain't tryin', he ain't trying work, sh**, son
(Ain't trying to get nothing, n***a, word
Spaz, word, we can spaz too out, give him a hundred percent
Yup, word up...)
[Free Murda]
Yo partner, let me make this brief
Stop telling my soldiers in your street to stop selling for me
(You don't see them cops on the Beac', they making my share hot
About to get to banging) My sh** copped
But let's keep this on the busines low (n***a, I ain't getting down)
You don't wanna do business, yo? (I ain't tryin' to get with you clowns)
That's what you think we are? (Not in that way
Ya'll rocking platinum and cars) Not around your way
I got the clientele, I just want some of that real estate
(Now you bugging, we ain't eating off the same dinner plate)
Aight, it'll be a wait, and I'm gon' beat the case
(Aight, n***a, lead the way) I think you gon' need your cake
[Interlude: ShaCronz (Free Murda)]
f** this n***a is bugging out, son (yo)
(This n***a f**ing bugging, I think I got his a** though, son)
Yeah, you get him right? Shook (I'm gon' give that n***a a ring up
And see if he shook up, if he ain't shook up in about a minute, I'm going over there, son)
Aight, I got some ki's over there, son (I want some of that, son)
[Free Murda]
Yeah, tell me something (I think we can work something out)
What's that sh** you talking, don't make me murk nothing out
(I think we should do this 50/50) Nah, you must be off that sticky-icky
You see what happened to Pretty Ricky (Yeah that sh** was f**ed up)
I was thinking 70/30 (damn, that sh** f**ed up)
I need some time to weigh my options) I ain't try'nna stay here and gossip
So talk and don't try to change the topic (yo, ya'll n***as bleed just like us)
Well I'm a fix it where you don't breathe just like us
So you better talk quick, cuz you f**ing my minutes up
And all my n***as known, for shooting lieutenants up
(Whatever Free, we been through the same sh**) What you saying?
(I ain't tryin' to say sh**) I see you round the way, b**h...