[Intro]
Yeah
Geahhh
M-A-Dollar Sign
MURDA
Yeah
It feel good to be back in Philly
This where it all started for me, man
Yeah, Harlem in Philly tonight
Murda in philly tonight
Yeah
Geahhh
Yo Coon, what up?
Phil Da Mayor, what up?
Gillie Da Kid, what up?
Sigel, what up?!?
TRENDSETTER, WHAT UP?!?
AR-AB, what up, nigga?
OBH, let’s go, nigga
Geahhh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
Now, bougie bitch dialing me
Just for my salary
Move weight like calorie
Fashion fatality
Roof like the galaxy like I’m outer space
Bitch, you not the feds
It’s no nigga I chase
‘Fore I met Puff, I was a backpack rapper
Stuff my Louis with millions I’m a Rat Pack rapper
Lynch me Givenchy, double shark head
Italian sub; I’m ‘bout the large bread
Think blood’s in the Wraith
Where the coke car red
Never said I was dope
That’s what a NARC said
There you have it, I finally said it
Apologetic
Cash, no credit. Get it?
Niggas only die when I let it
Pellets
Put little niggas in the medics, dead it
All my niggas get cheese, get shredded
If I die for my kid to live, then I don’t regret it
I’m a bad bitch, fetish
I’ll send you to the fuckin’ Vegas
Better stop playin’ wit me
Mad shows, nigga, I’m really bothered
When the gat blow, nigga, I’m really startin’
You fairly retarded
You keep fuckin with mine
Get you dearly departed
When somethin’ get missin’...
I target the starvers
Jealousy harbored
Turn family to robbers
We tryin’ to see, nigga, who sell the largest
Who bail the largest
FBI get sneaky they all in the garbage
They thinkin’ they smarter
Well, we turn ‘em to martyrs
Need a bulletproof charger
You tryin’ to dodge it
Up and down the interstate for a dinner plate
You tell that nigga when he waits in a cake
Or get forced by me
The forth I leave
Approached by D
Of course I be the nigga who support robbery
Of any crews who talk ‘bout me
Get lost by me
‘Course I see the force I be
Niggas must not know the courts watch me
I bring to any hood autopsy
And feds can keep up when the horse hop me
Niggas like Murda always support robbery
No courtside seats, K-4th by me
On a coast as ivory, poison as ivy
Harlem’s only father, blocked from The Carter
Little nigga with the 9 like I’m Tony Parker
Grew up in the streets
Call it a under-learning
Them niggas hot-headed
And I’m doin’ the perming
Niggas see me wit 'Ye
They hear the Cruel Summer
So now niggas think they can take food from us
When you weak, you extorted
A boss never shorted
The money don’t come back right
The body rigor mortis
Yeah
Geahhh
M-A-Dollar Sign
MURDA
Yeah
It feel good to be back in Philly
This where it all started for me, man
Yeah, Harlem in Philly tonight
Murda in philly tonight
Yeah
Geahhh
Yo Coon, what up?
Phil Da Mayor, what up?
Gillie Da Kid, what up?
Sigel, what up?!?
TRENDSETTER, WHAT UP?!?
AR-AB, what up, nigga?
OBH, let’s go, nigga
Geahhh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
Now, bougie bitch dialing me
Just for my salary
Move weight like calorie
Fashion fatality
Roof like the galaxy like I’m outer space
Bitch, you not the feds
It’s no nigga I chase
‘Fore I met Puff, I was a backpack rapper
Stuff my Louis with millions I’m a Rat Pack rapper
Lynch me Givenchy, double shark head
Italian sub; I’m ‘bout the large bread
Think blood’s in the Wraith
Where the coke car red
Never said I was dope
That’s what a NARC said
There you have it, I finally said it
Apologetic
Cash, no credit. Get it?
Niggas only die when I let it
Pellets
Put little niggas in the medics, dead it
All my niggas get cheese, get shredded
If I die for my kid to live, then I don’t regret it
I’m a bad bitch, fetish
I’ll send you to the fuckin’ Vegas
Better stop playin’ wit me
Mad shows, nigga, I’m really bothered
When the gat blow, nigga, I’m really startin’
You fairly retarded
You keep fuckin with mine
Get you dearly departed
When somethin’ get missin’...
I target the starvers
Jealousy harbored
Turn family to robbers
We tryin’ to see, nigga, who sell the largest
Who bail the largest
FBI get sneaky they all in the garbage
They thinkin’ they smarter
Well, we turn ‘em to martyrs
Need a bulletproof charger
You tryin’ to dodge it
Up and down the interstate for a dinner plate
You tell that nigga when he waits in a cake
Or get forced by me
The forth I leave
Approached by D
Of course I be the nigga who support robbery
Of any crews who talk ‘bout me
Get lost by me
‘Course I see the force I be
Niggas must not know the courts watch me
I bring to any hood autopsy
And feds can keep up when the horse hop me
Niggas like Murda always support robbery
No courtside seats, K-4th by me
On a coast as ivory, poison as ivy
Harlem’s only father, blocked from The Carter
Little nigga with the 9 like I’m Tony Parker
Grew up in the streets
Call it a under-learning
Them niggas hot-headed
And I’m doin’ the perming
Niggas see me wit 'Ye
They hear the Cruel Summer
So now niggas think they can take food from us
When you weak, you extorted
A boss never shorted
The money don’t come back right
The body rigor mortis
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