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c murder - ride on dem bustas كلمات الأغنية

(-helicopter propeller-)

(whisper getting louder)
real n-gg-
real n-gg-
real n-gg-
real n-gg-

(c-murder)
real motherf-ckin n-gg-

(c-murder – in background)
from the motherf-cking deadly sounds
on to the motherf-cking beats by the motherf-cking pound
n-gg- i walk with a real motherf-ckin dirty gun
with a motherf-cking round
b-tch!

chorus (2x):
real n-gg-s and we ride on them bustas
we some real n-gg-s scream f-ck them motherf-ckers

(c-murder)
i smoke weed, when my mind gone, i aint tripping
bullets flipping, young n-gg- bout that hollow chipping
fliping ki’s on the block, where them g’s at
got them hoes sucking my d-ck till they knees crack
drop top 6 all black with the black tints
i got them n-gg-s pushing crack like a mack 10
a dollar short and i’m coming
bout to have these fools running
hundred rounds humming, bout to break em off something
call my cousin rock on the mobile phone, he at home
magnolia projects, straight from clebourne
in the city, where the sh-tty n-gg-s quick to give you
a ticket to the morgue (n-gg-) after they kill you
f-ck the penn, cause if i go again, i’m a rider
you never catch me slipping, i got my heater right beside, uh
running from the cops, cause the law, i don’t trust ya
i’m a real n-gg- and i ride on them bustas, i’m a

chorus (2x)

(magic)
what sh-t! i sick and i’m tired of all the fakers
n-gg-s be talking about they gonna keep it real
n-gg- give me the strap and get in the back
this sh-ts is about to get real! (ch ch chh)
i came here a head-buster, a dome-crusher
they founded out i can rap and they told me put down the strap ands
now i’m getting paper screaming 9th ward
i real in this sh-t, i took it in blood its tatted on my arm
so now when i ride i take the nine with (nine with me)
it don’t take less than 2.5 to get me (ha ha ha)
i’m with c, i’m with serv, and we smoking on some herb
contiplating on how to get cha, cause you done struck a nerve
who gone ride with me (my n-gg-s)
who gone die with me (my n-gg-s)
who gone bust at these cowards with me
who gone ride with me (my n-gg-s), i’m a

chorus (2x)

(mr. serv on)
now ke’noe religious -ss lay this fire -ss motherf-cking track
oughta spare ride on you motherf-ckers (ride)
but i got a little something to take to these motherf-ckers
you them n-gg-s them bullet suckers (b-tch -ss)
you know them n-gg-s that say they ain’t scared to die
but they’ll take a bullet? (come on, you scared)
well c and magic, give me a pistol with a happy trigger
i got ready to get home and sound some loot
i’ma pull it, just to think
i got this motherf-cking tank by signing a contract (h-ll no)
b-tch you better get your motherf-cking mind right
ask me how the f-ck i act!
i was riding on n-gg-s block
when you n-gg-s was still running from the cops (b-tch -ss)
i done made a little motherf-cking money
so you think that sh-t gonna really make me stop
(sh-t, never n-gg- never)
i got a tatoo on my stomach that made me motherf-cking bleed
(come on t.r.u.!)
so every drop that hit the ground n-gg-,
for every round in the tank n-gg- you know i believe (believe)
i done got bad on this motherf-cking microphone (h-ll yeah!)
but if c call me n-gg- and take one of you n-gg-s home
f-ck, ride n-gg-, ha what (lets roll!)
we some

chorus (4x)

f-ck all them motherf-cking b-tch -ss,
punk -ss, playa hating p-ssy (f-ckin right n-gg- ya heard me!)
motherf-ckers out there talking sh-t
cause when i run up on you motherf-ckers,
you bound to get your motherf-cking wig split (bloom, bloom)
ol’ soft -ss, cheesy, funky, dirty,
ol’ shoe wearing dirty motherf-cking poot
stain draws b-tch -ss, yellow belly motherf-ckers, b–tch!
(ride on dem bustaz)
that means you b-tch
(screamin f-ck dem motherf-ckers)
3rd ward, 9th ward n-gg-
no limit, cause i’m in it
n-gg- ke’noe, again on the motherf-cking beat-o!
deadly sounds n-gg- incognito!
b-tch!

- c murder

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