Y’all Heard Of Us C-Murder

[Chorus 1:]
Now all ya’ll didn’t heard of me
Now I'm C-Murder
I dine things y’all ain’t never heard of
Now I’m a fool boy, you call me a fool it’s on
I’m willing to die for mine, I’m willing to die for mine

[Verse 1:]
Y’all wanna mess with this hot boy
Test me with that top, you get stop boy
On the spot, money busting out my socks boy
It’s hot and now these cops on my jock boy
I breaks bread with these baseheads
I show some love until they slip and trip son
It’s bigger than thugs
Wanna label me a triller
Still don’t push me
Life is hard
I’m tryna fill my own graveyard, the 3rd ward volunteers
Told me be cool, you know Imma fool
Messing with real niggas can get your head bust
Me and my homie we about that papers
Is money we after
Straight money makers
Hood boys can never be no fakers
I spit that gangsta rap forget that hip-hop
I bought them gangsta ass beats that make your head bop
Then make that iron cock and then show stops
Cause it’s money page 7
Cause I don’t give a
But they all heard me