Uncle Murda - Warning lyrics

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Uncle Murda - Warning lyrics

[Intro] [Female] Warning (x5) Warning (x4) [Male] East New York! [Female] This is a warning! Warning (x4) [Uncle Murda] I get money I get money OOOH, I get paper I ain't playing, I ain't playing I smack the sh** out a hater At ya door with the fours OOOH, they callin' me Biggie These rappers is imposters OOOH, Millie Vanili They co*kroaches, monkeys They don't want no drama They Frank, I'm takin' their girl OOOH, I'm Tony Montana I know magic, I'm a magician OOOH, it ain't fair I snap my fingers Abracadabra Make n***as disappear I'm a big dog, Pitbull OOOH, I'm a Rottweiler They little dogs, Shar-Peis OOOH, they Chihuahuas They be callin' me Jason OOOH, I'm Freddy Kruger Bother n***as where they sleepin' OOH, master with the Ruger [Hook] [Female] This is a warning! Warning (x4) Warning (x5) [Uncle Murda] I get money I get money OOOH, I get paper I ain't playing, I ain't playing I smack the sh** out a hater They be sayin', they be sayin' "Murda, you too hard You NWA These rappers Chico Debarge" They be sayin' they going to step to me OOOH, I wish they would I'm a 'Menace to Society' Ask the 'Boyz in tha Hood' Baking soda beat Coke flow OOOH, I got crack I rob rappers with a gun Diddy use contracts She a stripper, she a model OOOH, she from the hood Licking on my lollypop OOOH, she lick it good They ain't thuggin', they be frontin' OOOH, it just a gimick They be rappin' like Li'l Flip OOOH, that means they finished [Hook] [Uncle Murda] I get money I get money OOOH, I'm gettin paper I ain't playing, I ain't playing I smack the sh** out a hater They be hatin', they some haters OOOH, I got 'em sick They can't beat me, they the Giants OOOH, I'm Michael Vick They do it bad, real bad OOOH, I know they hate me They Cleveland, I'm LeBron OOOH, I say "f** 'em, baby." The mag is fully loaded And I got extra ammo Get it poppin' by myself OOOH, they callin' me Rambo The opposition dead OOOH, light up a candle I don't care who ridin' for 'em Ain't nothing I can't handle I'm about war OOOH, they callin' me Bush There's bodies on top of bodies Watch that bu*ton get pushed [Hook] [Uncle Murda] Brooklyn!

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