(feat. Fat Joe)



[Intro:]

It's C-Murder, ya heard me? (Master P in here)

(Represent that low Mid-East, wodie!) (thugs)

From the unwild to the dead (wassup God?) (Where you at Fat Joe?!)

You want beef boy? (Joe crack) (Oh yeah) (flex)

Huh? Joe, haha hoodie-hoo!



[Verse 1: Fat Joe]



Yo what the fuck is goin' on black?

You ain't never seen no combat

These streets here like ?? and we on that

Yeah we on that

When you see those cats comin' with 100 motherfuckers that'll kill you

Better run, and it's the God, Joe Creasy

Liftin's so easy

Fifth got a clip that'll grip your dome, cheezy, for sheezy

Y'all don't wanna see that wodie, I'm from the streets

Where the theme is to keep that mother

You motherfuckers actin' like you really wanna hold beef

Like these bullets I keep can go through your gold teeth

Like we ain't those niggas you really wanna be

Signin' off, truly yours, C-Murder and Joe C



[Chorus: C-Murder]



You want beef wardie? (Niggas don't want no beef)

You talkin' to me wardie? (Shoot 'em right through they gold teeth)

You wanna see wardie? (Niggas don't wanna see us)

I'm from the streets wardie

[x2]



[Verse 2: C-Murder]



See, I was born into the streets

I'm ahead of the game, it's like a bad habit

Seems like I'm never gon' change

See I'm a hustler, that means

I'm never gon' get it

I even ride, I mean like I get it

See I'm a thug nigga dog, I'm fresh off the block

Hold up player, you caught me, with a mouth full of rock

Ain't shit changed my nigga

Yeah, I'm on MTV, but I'm from the Projects

Where ???

You and me, ain't no sunshine when I'm there, I'm there

I'm from the streets, my niggas in the hood, they be dyin'

Where the key is, won't slow down, lay down

I'll have you restin' in pieces

Now listen up player, if you really want beef



[chorus]



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