(feat. D.O. Cannon)



Ha ha

Young Merc, D.O., Let's go!



[Chorus]

Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz)

Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate)

Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love)

Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr

[Repeat once]



[Verse 1]

Yo who wanna lay these here (Murder)

They start comin in bunches

Knowin we gettin it crunk

Whenever we on some clumb shit

When we leave, ho's follow the whip

Niggaz to, they be on some hatin shit

But I ain't stupid

You know I keep that thing in the whip

One in the head and eight in the clip

See I'm a gangsta

And I'm still young and I got paper

So it ain't really nothin you can tell me playa

I'm trying to ball out

In the club pop one of them things

Get on route, get a chick and be out

But she gotta have a cute ass face

Thighs that poke out, slim waist

Ass like Trina and like to smoke out

But I don't love ya, you think I trust ya?

Your just my down ass bitch don't get it fucked up

You just got lucked up and caught jewel winter

But don't think that your boy trickin, listen



[Chorus]

Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz)

Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate)

Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love)

Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr

[Repeat once]



[Verse 2]

Get out your seat girl, and shake ya ass

How we do it in the club man puff and pass

Dogs grab your guns gang state your names

I'm a pimp in your hood and I'm changin the game

Well excuse me miss, I got a bottle of Chris'

No dat respect, bitches bobbin dick

Man we hot and shit, you 'bout to get

What you call it when you can't get up (let's ride)

Man these nerds be blowin my (high)

You be frontin but you be gettin it (right)

Back that thing up girl, I don't pay for fur

Hold up, ma roll up, chill, we 'bout to blow up

Get up, stand up, girl, move that ass

Get on the dance floor girl, get that cash

Niggaz gunnin for fendi come get it baby, I'm ready

But Henney and heady will have me swirvin in the 850



[Chorus]

Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz)

Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate)

Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love)

Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr

(Repeat once)



[Verse 3]

It's a new year, new day what's up cous'?

You done be here for a minute make room for us

Come through dawnin ho's, blowin that wood

Jumpin out the 'Lac truck, holla back what's good?

Ain't nothin that same shit playa, Tryna get rich

So we could, push hotter cars and cop bigger cribs

Take trips down ta L.A. with no lugage

Man we 'bout that money, y'all dudes is frontin', B

Who young Merc, man these dudes is nothin

We the bakers in the town we hot like ovens

I'm the dealer at the table man you dudes is bluffin

When I'm walking out the club man I'm leavin wit something

(So c'mon) and take a ride wit us

I got two bottles of Chris' and a O of dro, Just get in the truck

See I ain't tryna hurt ya I'm just tryna cut

And if you ain't on the same route, the don't holla



[Chorus]

Take a ride wit us (We dem boyz)

Benz's and them trucks (You ain't gotta hate)

Who wanna fight wit us? (Show love)

Show love cuz it's...Murrrrddddeeeerrrr

[x3]