[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We don't care if they strapped up, we got the drop tonight
We don't miss when we shoot, niggas getting shot tonight
It’s summer time but we the ones making it hot tonight
Bet them old folks be callin’ the cops tonight
(gun shots*) That’s all you gon’ hear, nigga
Little kids gon’ wake up outta their sleep all scared, nigga
(gun shots*) That’s all you gon’ hear, nigga
Want to see a dead body? Come with me over here, nigga

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
It’s MAC-11 and .40 Cals for the opposition
On the news or in the newspaper, you might see him get mentioned
Like two men gunned down last night in Brooklyn
As far as knowing who might of did it, police still looking
Homicide askin’ questions, my name getting mentioned
They got me under surveillance, paying me close attention
I shot at police before so they feeling the tension
I’m Larry Davis, this ain’t going to be a easy apprehension
(bang, bang)
They ain’t got no evidence, it's all speculation
They think I’m out here killin’ niggas for recreation
I kill niggas and laugh when I saw they momma cryin’
That’s how it is in the jungle when you a fucking lion
If niggas get the drop on me, you think they gonna feel bad
Like, “Damn, Murda’s kids gonna grown up without they dad”
They ain’t gon’ give two fucks and they shouldn’t, nigga
If my finger was on the trigger, I'd pull it, nigga
I'd make sure I hit me with every bullet, nigga
If you ain’t on it like that, don't even pull it, nigga
Shoot to kill is what I’m saying if you know like I know
I know Carlito wishin’ he would’ve killed Benny Blanco
‘Shoot them before they shoot me’ is my mentality
Never back down from a nigga that challenge me
Shit you see in gangsta movies is my reality
I be talking that shit, niggas that locked up be proud of me
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