Free Murder

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(feat. ShaCronz, Terra Tory) 



[Intro: Free Murda (Terra Tory) {ShaCronz}] 

Yeah, Free Murda, ya'll 

ShaCronz, ya'll, Terra Tory, ya'll (C.C.F., nigga) 

The Division, (C.O.D., nigga) Fort Greene 

Uh-huh, uh-huh, little side {yeah} uh-huh, uh-huh 

{Yeah, who we be?} ShaCronz, Terra Tory, Murda Free, let's go 



[Free Murda:] 

Yo, ya'll be like Free blacken, when ya'll see him in a G wagon 

Cheese stacking, burberry seats, he's macking 

We crashing a whole club up 

This is a Division, dare a nigga run up 



[Terra Tory] 

Let's pop them things, like corks, pumping 'knicks' like New York 

Or we can ball to A-T-L like the Hawks 

Ever seen 24's in a trunk, make them whores go and fuck 

See the fifth, bet they gon' gon' duck 



[ShaCronz:] 

Slow down, the line pat' son, we V.I.P. 

Got eight bags of weed, don't need I.D. 

I'mma roll up, we early, Tory, pass the dutch 

Make sure you put them gats in, nigga, that's what's up 



[Free Murda:] 

About to jump out, like what, start lighting the door up 

I ain't talking bout shooting, what's writing the floor up 

Damn, I've gone nuts, girls, put your hands up 

Bout to hit V.I.P., where I can't pull my pants up 



[Chorus: Free Murda (ShaCronz)] 

Got what you want (let's go) 

Yo, we got what you need (yeah, yeah) 

When you see a real G., (holla at me) 

Ma, roll up some weed (yeah, yeah) 

Cuz we gwhat you want (let's go) 

And we got what you need (yeah, yeah) 

When you see a real G. (call) 

ShaCronz, Terra Tory, Murda Free (let's go) 



[Terra Tory:] 

Just came out, don't mean to floss 

Turned the game out, we G's of course 

We play the back of the club, it's G's of course 

Whole team in Gucci, straight G's of course 



[ShaCronz:] 

Yo, I got a little to waste, fuck a few bottles we buying the case 

High as a kite, drunk, plus I'm try'nna scrape 

Something, nice and thick, I need a licensed chick 

With her own crib, no kids, and like to trick 



[Free Murda:] 

I think I got what you want, standing right here 

Cronz, that little chick in them Gucci Nike Air's, huh 

I know you like that, you wont walk past her 

Seems like a vehicle, you gots to gas her 



[Chorus x2]
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