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murderers - we different lyrics

word to god
yo yo yo
i neva liked cha’ll n-gg-s
word to god, and i neva will
‘cuz y’all n-gg-s is -ss, y’all b-tches
we different, y’all n-gg-s ain’t like us
we different, word to god, we murderers

[tah murdah]
y’all n-gg-s is scared and unprepared for the war
we gon’ kill -silence- and thats for sure
so f-ck that, stack crack, bricks and flip
you bust yo’ cap but yo’ aim ain’t accurate
you’ll clap a b-tch but won’t clap a click
n-gg- my mack’ll spit and hit that ac’ you with
we gon’ talk about guns and y’all talk about cars
we gon’ talk about murda when y’all talk about broads
when n-gg-s spit and hit me if the lord ain’t with me
ain’t none of y’all n-gg-s is gonna come to h-ll and get me
n-gg-s ?geling? with me know i’m going to foreva spit
‘cuz i got cheddar to get, i’ma foul and ???
with two co-defenders, drive by, tah, and i
said the dead don’t die unless they f-ck with ja
if sellin crack is wrong, god forgive me for my sins
i bust my mack ten and them claps i’m spinnin’ in

[chorus: ja, tah, and black child]

we different, you can call us the murdera’s
we different, you don’t wanna f-ck with us
we different, how we see the souls through the eyes
live for life, its murda for life n-gg-
we different, you can call us the murdera’s
we different, you don’t wanna f-ck with us
we different, how we see the souls through the eyes
live for life, its murda for life n-gg-

[black child]
my n-gg- silence is the code for killers, we let the chrome speak
and touch whoeva, ‘cuz no n-gg-s beyond reach
we the drum heat, y’all n-gg-s will fall faster
spitting like nine raptors, crush ’em like linebackers
n-gg-, this sh-t is a joke? you die and ??? the laughter
and thats for, whoever intervene or stoppin the green in it
for the longevity, check the pedigree
so if i feel you ahead of me, tomorrow you’ll neva see
we murderers with money to get, honies to hit
?rugars? and dummies to spit, leavin you mummy to stiff
i’m one that’ll flip, breakin the law chasin the raw
beat you with the barrel of the gun, breakin ya jaw
takin it all, f-ck leavin the crumbs for n-gg-s
slum jones for n-gg-s, now i strap up and come for n-gg-s
and when i’m done with n-gg-s they rest on they death bed
with the doctor pullin lead outta they head
i’ll die for the bread

[chorus]

[ja rule]
i don’t really give a f-ck about y’all n-gg-s
i’ll sabotage with n-gg-s, ‘cuz n-gg-s actin like b-tches
causing me to start sh-ttin, i’m the murderer
who the f-ck you thought you was?
little man shut the f-ck up, respect the boss
you gotta be kidding me, n-gg- you a kid to me
suckin my d-ck when i was with the click in nine-three
get’cha own identidy, you f-ckin d-ck ridah
a year ago, n-gg- you was a b-boy for lifah
stay frontin, when all eyes on the jeeps
the only n-gg- i see puching somethin is me
i should be sunnin’ y’all n-gg-s for y’all cut
f-ckin on y’all sl-ts, but cha’ll n-gg-s aint worth that much
you should be glad i’m sh-ttin and shed light to the fact
if you sh-t back then maybe y’all n-gg-s might go plat
i’m the pinnacle of that, young, stressed, and black
think it out with the mind with the heart, attack
in the soul i tend to get attached, these the things that
make me different, undeniably gifted
its scripted that i’ma kill ’em all from the heart
the world’s most dangerous, race against time, and march
y’all n-gg-s wanna start the war right now
i hit ’em up and tear ’em right to the ground
its the murdera’s, n-gg- you want it with us?
what the f-cks up? what the f-cks up n-gg-?

[chorus]

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