irv gotti - here we come lyrics
(feat. vita, ronnie b-mps)
[intro: irv gotti: talking]
man who gives a f-ck n-gg-?
who gives a f-ck…
murder…
murder inc n-gg-!
how ya love dat, how ya love dat (what is it)
murder…
murder inc n-gg-!
yeah, step inside n-gg-s
[irv gotti: rapping]
keep your f-cking eyes open, observe, and watch this
(watch me) take the game, lock sh-t
strictly for the gutter and the block n-gg-s
(where my n-gg-s) and them b-tches, gotti!
ceo, head honcho, boss
and all i do is break n-gg-s, and make doe
gotta make sure – all my n-gg-s see
murder… i motherf-ckers, sh-t
[vita]
tell me how you want it, momma, lace it proper
make hits hot, uh, can’t sh-t stop her
wrist rocked up – y’all know who that b-tch
vita, vita, and who dat clique
the world’s most dangerous
sweeter then a mango, but hit when i aint…
so y’all better run, or it’s murder when we come
[chorus: vita & ronnie b-mps]
[b-mps] you better run!
[vita] this clique i roll with they don’t front they squeeze
[b-mps] you better run!
[vita] this clique i roll with murder i-n-c
[b-mps] ohhh! cause here we come!
[vita] this clique done stack and fold that doe
[b-mps] you better run!
[vita] this sh-t is murder i-n-c fo’ sho
[b-mps] ohhh! cause here we come!
[r. b-mps] murder!
[vita]
please believe her, burn like cheeba, vita, diva
got thugs fiendin to met her
holla holla! all my ladies getting dollar, dollar stacks
cause tomorrow ain’t promised,
so i promise not to lose no contest
sh-t, murder mami put it down
from jersey to uptown put them hands up now
me and my ladies just ridin, vibin
tryin to find a club to slide in
v-i-p! yeah i know i’m that p-y-t from i-n-c
b-tch! i know you want my spit
b-tch! i know you want what i got
b-tch! hate me but i won’t stop
un-til i’m on top
[chorus]
[vita]
now ladies if you sippin cris
then sip it till you get drunk
all my thugs in the back
sippin ‘gnac get f-cked up
one of the illest, uh, feminist when i zone
s-xy while the rest be silicone
to each is own, beats keep it authentic
baggin bodies wit it, gangsta chick!
[irv gotti: talking (vita)]
yeah that’s right gangsta chick (uh, uh, uh, uh)
what else would you expect from murder inc. n-gg- (uh, uh, uh, uh)
(uh, uh, uh, uh) -chuckles
y’all n-gg-s better f-ckin run!
[chorus]
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