Murda For Life lyrics

by

Daz Dillinger


[Intro]
Busta ass n*ggas
Busta ass n*ggas
Let's ride on they ass

[Chorus: Irv Gotti]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

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Hater, it's murda
What the f*ck you gonna do?
Murder I-N-C
We gangstas, y'all playas
Now we took your sh*t, now it's time for war

[Verse 1: Tah Murdah & Irv Gotti]
Yo, yo, whether y'all n*ggas feelin' my gangsta or not
Guns will pop, n*ggas will drop, flip figgas and build stocks
And I still rock with n*ggas who slang them thangs
Fascinated by this life and what it could bring (Murda)
It's a good thing when good n*ggas cling together
It's a hood thing, guns sling hittin whoever, I'm after the cheddar
n*ggas that's something you must know
Get touched for any grand, my plans (Nobody can live) is the gusto, b*tch n*gga
Walk with us, switch n*gga (Wha), wound up in a ditch, n*gga (Huh)
Keep f*ckin' around (Yea)
Throw your body over the bridge and watch you drown, yeah
It's murda when I c*ck it back
[Verse 2: Black Child & Irv Gotti]
Yo motherf*ckers love to hate us, we got slugs for traitors
Big John-Dub paper, drug flavors
Weed, coke, dope, mess tabs and ease
f*ck around and I open up a spottin' spree
If I did n*ggas'll probably snitch on me
Cause some of these n*ggas in the industry is like b*tches to me
Ya'll ain't seen nothing this black since Biggie
You never seen gat this big that pretty
(Motherf*ckers) you Murda I-N-C
(And I touch ya) snitch n*ggas get it for free
(Motherf*cker) if I can't live n*ggas die tonight
It's Black Child, Hollis Ave
Murda for life
(n*ggaaaaaa!)

[Chorus: Irv Gotti & Ja Rule]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherf*cker, still don't give a f*ck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
n*ggas, still don't give a sh*t
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Call it what you want Murda Inc.'s the gang, n*gga
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherf*ckers, still don't give a f*ck
[Verse 3: Vita & Irv Gotti]
Meditate, light the dro
And let this b*tch drop a flow so know when you speak
How n*ggas gon' creep and they keep that heat, leave you six feet deep (Uh)
It's a murda thing (Yeah)
A Jersey thing (Huh)
Now you know how I claim it (Wha)
Burn these thangs, ain't nuttin' gon' change
We own this b*tch
And I never hesitate to put it on a b*tch (Whaaa)
And this box owned by the motherf*ckin' Murda (I-N-C)
V-I-T-A and I see no (Other choice)
But to roll with the homicide
For all the drama make sure you and your mama die

[Chorus: Irv Gotti & Ja Rule]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherf*cker, still don't give a f*ck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
n*ggas, still don't give a sh*t
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Call it what you want Murda Inc.'s the gang, n*gga
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherf*ckers, still don't give a f*ck
[Verse 4: Ja Rule]
It's the end of the days for n*ggas who sh*t where they lay (Uh)
Like this b*tch with aids I pay to f*ck who I hate (Yea)
So when they congregate and the condom breaks
For that one mistake, [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] (La-la, la-laaaa)
sh*t, it's murda, that's what we be yellin'
Sellin' million of records on top of these drugs (You know) we sellin', ready to (Get high)
f*ckin' with I-N-C and you (Gon' die)
It's murda for life so get it right (Ya'll n*ggas)
Known for carryin' guns and we f*cks (Ya'll b*tches)
This thug life we live it with both feet fully in it
We gives more then we get it, ya'll needs shots delivered
n*ggas you could call us, M-U-R-D-E-R-S
We put souls at rest and shoot up caskets, we dangerous
f*ck with INC you gettin' touched 'cause n*ggas
We still don't give a f*ck

[Chorus: Irv Gotti]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

[Outro]
You will lie in hell
Where your dead homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape
There's no way you can escape
So rest in peace b*tch
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