[Chorus: Ashanti]
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
No one does it like murder inc
(Repeat once)

[Black Child]
When it comes to guns
I'm similar to a professional killa
A-K's and dilingers
They say they ain't feelin us
Who gives a fuck
As long as when we're dead they remember us
Keepin it gangsta (Ya) Baggin bitches
The baddest bitches, pullin out the mack wit niggas
Jumpin out the Jag wit deep dishes, Wit freak bitches
Got beat bitches
I love my, street bitches
And no one does it like Murder Inc
Two steppin in the club witout spillin our drink
Then we rollin out on drugs, that's built by Brinks
Bitches comin out they clothes, before they can think
And we ain't gon stop, doing a damn thing
We could make it pop in the block or the bing
I don't know if it was the watch or the ring
Or because the way Ashanti sings
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