get hurt of this shit yeah ya dig We makin moves nigga On da block posted up ta get mine [C-Murder] (Chorus 2x) I'm on the block posted up Wit them
nigga get hurt of this shit yeah ya dig We makin moves nigga On da block posted up ta get mine [C-Murder] (Chorus 2x) I'm on the block posted up
Traduzione: C-Murder. Su Da Block.
Traduzione: C-Murder. Posted On Da Block.
my pistol like Kane did Charlie, It's T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O., My whole clique got dough, my Os on the fly hole, C4s, we fly on linz, And my rocks lookin like
Silkk where you at?) Im in this No Limit gear whodi Chorus (2x) C-Murder: Where you at? Im over here, in the project on the block Im C-Murder, im bout
(feat. Eazy-E) [Intro] Rock this mic Jody Breeze, Young Jeezy, Big Gee, Duke Eazy E, Wiz, Block E-N-T Boyz N Da Hood, Bad Boy, E Serm, Lets Go [Jody
nine-milla slugs And put 'em on the ground. Murder toll. Buck buck! Slugs to the womb Guts all over the room That legion of doom That S to the I-C-X With
he Well it's that dead motherfucker doe Well whatcha know comin' through with that murder mo And I heard you know now whose been bustin' up on the garden block
(feat. Pimp C, Young Jeezy, Jay-Z & Z-Ro) [Intro] Smoke somethin, bitch UGK, hold up, talkin bout, uhh [Pimp C] Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that
mighty Mack and let the street sweeper sweep him up.. The only thing I leave behind is casings on the ground, Lookin for the snitches on the block so
pop my trunk faster, don't make me flex on you ghetto-style like Funkmaster [Murda Mase:] Yea nigga Yo you know me l be O.T., low key, icy rolly, Murda on
nigga get hurt of this shit yeah ya dig We makin moves nigga On da block posted up ta get mine [Chorus x2: C-Murder] I'm on the block posted up
the beebs the Jamaicans ragin' the streetz the Haitians pop off on the creve along the crab thieves bodies left on the scene scarface was a true story king pin big murder on
I'll take your hit flip yo shit and make you move on Yeah I see ya ass ridin dirty up my block but if you stop you'll get drop with da glock all tops
Verse 1: Red cafe] The money on the wood, The "B" on the hood So what I talk I live, Let it be understood The smell is so good, Presidential on the street
