Caddillac Tah - We Different lyrics

Word to God Yo yo yo I neva liked cha'll n***as Word to God, and I neva will 'Cuz y'all n***as is a**, y'all b**hes We different, y'all n***as ain't like us We different, word to God, we murderers [Tah Murdah] Y'all n***as is scared and unprepared for the war We gon' k** *silence* and thats for sure So f** that, stack crack, bricks and flip You bust yo' cap but yo' aim ain't accurate You'll clap a b**h but won't clap a click n***a my mack'll spit and hit that ac' you with We gon' talk about guns and y'all talk about cars We gon' talk about murda when y'all talk about broads When n***as spit and hit me if the lord ain't with me Ain't none of y'all n***as is gonna come to hell and get me n***as ?geling? with me know I'm going to foreva spit 'Cuz I got cheddar to get, I'mma foul and ??? With two co-defenders, drive by, Tah, and I Said the dead don't die unless they f** with Ja If sellin crack is wrong, god forgive me for my sins I bust my mack ten and them claps I'm spinnin' in Chorus: Ja, Tah, and Black Child We different, you can call us the Murdera's We different, you don't wanna f** with us We different, how we see the souls through the eyes Live for life, its murda for life n***a We different, you can call us the Murdera's We different, you don't wanna f** with us We different, how we see the souls through the eyes Live for life, its murda for life n***a [Black Child] My n***a silence is the code for k**ers, we let the chrome speak And touch whoeva, 'cuz no n***as beyond reach We the drum heat, y'all n***as will fall faster Spitting like nine raptors, crush 'em like linebackers n***a, this sh** is a joke? You die and ??? the laughter And thats for, whoever intervene or stoppin the green in it For the longevity, check the pedigree So if I feel you ahead of me, tomorrow you'll neva see We murderers with money to get, honies to hit ?Rugars? and dummies to spit, leavin you mummy to stiff I'm one that'll flip, breakin the law chasin the raw Beat you with the barrel of the gun, breakin ya jaw Takin it all, f** leavin the crumbs for n***as Slum jones for n***as, now I strap up and come for n***as And when I'm done with n***as they rest on they d**h bed With the doctor pullin lead outta they head I'll die for the bread Chorus [Ja Rule] I don't really give a f** about y'all n***as I'll sabotage with n***as, 'cuz n***as actin like b**hes Causing me to start sh**tin, I'm the Murderer Who the f** you thought you was? Little man shut the f** up, respect the boss You gotta be kidding me, n***a you a kid to me s**in my dick when I was with the Click in nine-three Get'cha own identidy, you f**in dick ridah A year ago, n***a you was a b-boy for lifah Stay frontin, when all eyes on the Jeeps The only n***a I see puching somethin is me I should be sunnin' y'all n***as for y'all cut f**in on y'all s*uts, but cha'll n***as ain't worth that much You should be glad I'm sh**tin and shed light to the fact If you sh** back then maybe y'all n***as might go plat I'm the pinnacle of that, young, stressed, and black Think it out with the mind with the heart, attack In the soul I tend to get attached, these the things that Make me different, undeniably gifted Its scripted that I'mma k** 'em all from the heart The world's most dangerous, race against time, and march Y'all n***as wanna start the war right now I hit 'em up and tear 'em right to the ground Its the Murdera's, n***a you want it with us? What the f**s up? What the f**s up n***a? Chorus