(feat. Black Child, Tah Murdah)



[Intro:]

The fuck is the deal, nigga

We gonna bubble hard

Get this money nigga

Hustle night to night

State to state

Yeah, All my tripple green thugs,

What, what, what, yeah,

Yo, yo, yo



[Tah Murdah]

When I'm thinking the doe, uh

I'm thinking the O's,

With any and many ways to blow,

Till I'm sitting on doe.

Burying poppy seeds, trying to get them to grow

So if you need, I'm the nigga to know

And that's for show

I love money, especially blood money

That in and out of state,

Out of state, drug money

Used to stash halves under the couch

Till the neighbors start runnin their mouths

And have the feds running in my house

The game will never forget, who slipped and losing their grow

Blowing my head and old timers throwing jewels in it

Seen it all, from heavy weights scared

To them control the blocks niggas get knocked niggas

Who couldn't make there

You coward legal than snake but couldn't take there

Bubble hard most of my life

And I'm still wooling the stripes

To shave the road, blaze the fro

For them chubby faced, uh

I aim for more, Sellaphine

12, 12, bags of capsule,

I'm goin get this dirty money any and every way I have to, have to



[Skit:]

Games is for everybody

Everybody in for the game,

Ya little nigga, uh, stop playing



[Chorus: Black Child]

Nigga, we get it right,

Hustle days and night

Whether it's crack, dope or persia white

Whatever it takes, all my niggas on the ground for cake

Bubble the weight, from state to state, ya heard nigga

[repeat]



[Tah Murdah]

Yo, Yo,

One of my elders told me

I'm living the short life

Swinging wit yo, I rather

Die young and then grow old and blue

Whether it's crack, dope, or coke

We slinging it, 20 g's a night, we bringing it

Avoid the law, and from the crack,

Picture the hole in the half a brick, half a brick

To a key, now I supply the dee

And the niggas that I once bought from, buy from me

All sales, retail, Fish scales, Ivory

I'm trying to see if I could build a fortress underground

So when Feds come in lurkin, I'm nowhere to be found

I'm the type to take a brick, bust it down

into dimes and nicks, find some strips and flood the town

If I ever hit the ground, I'm just clickin and cockin

And run up into your spot, and get to poppin instead of shoppin

and not stoppin, until there's profit involved

So when the profit is lost, fuck splittin it

I pocket it all, ya heard?



[Chorus]



[Tah Murdah]

For all ya'll, niggas just watch me take it

Murder plots we making, head shots for baking

And night, hating, but if ya'll niggas ain't running wit my team

And what the fuck I look like, spitting my green

Drop and top on the high beam, see a lot of niggas make moves

But too hard headed to take the jewels

I got to, hit you killers, then will come and get you nigga

Black Child murder these bitch-niggas



[Black Child]

Where they at, them niggas want it with us, The Murderers

Tah Murdah, you want them touched

I'm gonna touch em, stick em, stuck em, I don't trust em

Then Bust em, if they don't duck em then fuck em



[Tah Murdah]

Spit a clip, just to hold the block down,

Then if I, got to put a clock, then clowns

And let off rounds

I do it all for the love of the doe

Until I push em in the 6th knanks to the double o

You heard nigga



[Chorus]