 Ha Ha Ha...Ja Thinks he's gonna
shoot me..(50 Cent)
Let's take care of the murda
mothafuckas. (Lloyd Banks)
(Lloyd Banks)
Yo You call Yourself murderers but U
aint never killed
And Irv's really fat, never missed a
meal
U better watch it, our gangstas
loading up
Leave NYC now or get the fucked
up.
We'll kill your whole crew, leave the
three women
Empty out Ja, let Ashanti have a
nice big dinner (slurp)
I never knew there could be so much
pussies
So little veterans, these murderer
rookies
Ride Wit Us? Is That A Song
Chink in The Water all day long
hiding his thong
No Use, Your careers over
You'll get the full effect of my loaded
up ruder
My 45's stashed in my dresser
I got my shotty, AK, and ready to
impress her
Charlie looks like a new Michael
Jackson
She'll get nine nice bullets the next
Curtis Jackson
How dare you even mention our
name on a track
Looks like you've been doin a little
too much crack
Ja you need a down chick? You need
to run
Who knows what might happen
when I let off my gun (I DO)
We'll enter your bulding. ask your
dumb guards for permission
(Guard) Aren't You 50, Yayo: Time to
learn a lesson (gunshots)
Enter your dwellin area let off some
clips
See Ja hanging limply, Irv wit a bag
of chips
Blood sqirting the ground, Ashanti
startin to cry
Whats funnier, Irv didnt say
Goodbye
Jody and Crack are already runnin
I'll catch up though, out two in thier
skulls bitch
This is real beef, dont confuse it
Bullets screwed your rap, your life,
Irv you are losin
Chorus: (50 Cent)
These Murderas (Thinkin They Are
Hott)
These Murderas (Are about to get
Shot)
These Murderas (Aint look so damn
big)
These Murderas (I'm that young ass
kid)
Tony Yayo
These Murderas, yo they just really
frightened
When they see the size of my
shotty, only hightened
I aint never scared probably cuz i
got a 12 guage shotty
Kill Ja and ashanti put five in Irv
Gotti (HA HA)
Is the x a little too much for you?
I think, but Irv aint got nuttin to do.
Gun Shots for 0:28
Chorus 2x
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