harmony, harmony In state to state, in state to state - Everywhere they playa hate, they playa hate Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
-Bizzy Bone-Chorus- Murdah is out of control/ Murdah just let it blow (It blow)/ Word up if you bucked a mothafucka down for taken ya dough (Taken ya
hold up let me fix my hat, my hat, hold up hold up let me fix my hat, my hat, hold up hold up let me fix my gat, my gat, hold up hold up let me fix
That's right, Q U, nigga, yea yea Shit like that, know what Im sayin', put these drinks up Ya heard? Let's do this right, what? Yo Hold up, this is
shit on y'all shit [Triflyn] Y'all brothas wanna call us out? Name names, otherwise it'd be the best to shut the fuck up Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up
huggies put me up againts em man i swear im gonna smash em mash potatoe like get it yeah imma mash em trash em bash em da boys in da 90's niggas way
Friday u ain't got to stick em At the dice game if ace roll a six its no problem But if you roll a ace he gon pull out a Robin Losin' a little or lose
work weighed up Know some real killas get yo moms church sprayed up You know ruga on deck for the money I'm a walking checkbook u tryna disrespect da
down, straight up Man this our god damn year, got too much shit going down Look out for all the upcoming albums coming out Look out for the Lil' Ronnie, look out
the game real Simple, see the God flows healthy Wealth in the mind is like money in the bank Exchange cash like thoughts in conversation Thank you for your purchases, we doe out And roll out
this shit Aiyyo, ya niggaz must be outcha fuckin' mind Thinkin' dog can't pull another motherfuckin' rabbit out the hat Nigga, I ain't gotta check out
her to the floor and watch how fast that ass drop Oh my god the sun is out I feel like ridin G, (MJG- meet me up at pressure world), alright nigga(MJG-Peace Nigga) Pull up
gonna hit 'em like, five niggaz, surprise niggaz Aiyyo, you hit 'em like that I bust 'em from the back to the extreme Hit 'em up, make 'em scream like
[U-God] Countdown... Are you ready? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach
see 'em, play all day is what He'll bless I'm leavin' 'em evil and seein' 'em bein' a torture with dull props I won't give up 'til you had 'nough of
bout to shit on y?all shit Y?all brothas wanna call us out? Name names, otherwise it?d be the wise to shut the fuck up Get pimp-smacked up, jacked up and macked up
hold her up Me an my niggaz ride yea she can roll with us When I tell her no she gon blow my motorola up If you hit her with no ice she'll burn you like
what you saw It's a nation thugs ready to flip out with an extra slip tha clip out shoot'em up And nigga we flip out ready for combat on contact Midwest