C-Murder Lyrics

Album: Life Or Death

AKickDoe Lyrics

[Featuring Master P UGK] 

[Master P] 

Yo C Murder 

Nigga you woke? 

Keep your eyes on the road nigga 

Pass the weed (ok) 

We gon' head up interstate 10 

We gon' pick up Pimp C and Bun B (that's my niggas there) 

We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it 

We gon' handle our business 

We gon' smoke 

We gon' make it back to the N.O. 

Cuz u know whut? 

Us South niggaz don't playa hate 

We got love from the South East, West, to the Nizorth 

But it's your time baby 

We gon' handle our business 

And we gonna do this shit like g'z 

We gonna represent the gizame 

Ya heard me? 

[Pimp C] 

This game fucked up 

I ain't got no friends 

I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz 

Ugh, and I'm a trill nigga 

Down to put my .45 to his Hillfiger 

Lay it down muthafucka because I'm bustin' for mine 

Take that nine everytime and I ain't tryin' dyin' 

Niggaz dyin' Port Arthur (huh nigga what?) 

You Think that I'm playin? (huh nigga what?) 

Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin' 

UGK and C-Murder 

Cadillac and a Tank (Master P) 

Bout to fade to platinum 

Smoke some dank and some drank 

But bitch luv me when I come to your city 

Serve my dick out her pussy 

and bust my nuts on her titties 

Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house 

With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth 

Now get your mind right nigga (mind right) 

and make a pimp bitch 

and never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch) 

[chorus x4] 

I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!) 

Lay down on the flo' (flo') 

Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go) 

[Bun B] 

They try to run up in the manger (run up) 

Now hold oon Bun B 

I see me P and C in danger (danger) 

Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers 

Fuckin' with me and my middle finga. 

But to this shit nigga we ain't strangers 

But I Gotta bust my magnums 

Gotta gage these pistols 

Hand grenades, and land mines 

chopper smoke bombs and missiles 

Some of them bitches whistle 

Some of them bitches silent 

But all them bitches handle business 

All of them violent 

Bout it bout it and dangerous 

soldiers that wanna gang with us 

Bang with us, hang with us 

get that No Limit slang with us 

I came to bust every ass in my way till it's over 

so get the chip off your shoulder 

feature this 

I done told yah 

Hold you hostage in your own apartment complex 

Nigga I can see that you got plicked 

Sit down and take a time trip 

this ain't nothin' ta sneeze at 

the fear in your eyes I see 

bitch where's the key's & g'z at? 

[chorus x2] 

[C-Murder] 

Lay it down muthafucka 

Everybody gotta go 

Give me the loot is what I tell 'em 

When I kick in the doe' 

Nigga I'm mad at the world 

for my lack of havin' papers 

Fuck the law and the cops 

Cuz I'm down for a caper 

[Master P] 

Some say we dangerous 

Especially when we broke 

I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope 

I just live for confetti 

You see I'm daily like Freddy 

You see I run through your house and leave it messy like messy 

[C-Murder] 

I got too much choice in my head 

I wanna take my own life 

My last chance is a 211 (what) 

But it got me thankin' twice (fuck that) 

It's a drought right now 

So these drugs ain't happenin' 

And if it wasn't for No Limit 

there would be no money or rapping. 

[Master P] 

You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z 

The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze! 

You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game 

keep your eyez on your enemies 

Stack some chips and get out man. 

[C-Murder] 

Give me a ski-mask, a 9 

I'll be a down ass nigga 

And watch me pull a flee-flicker 

And make my cheese get bigger 

If I get caught I'm facing 25, but that don't mean shit 

Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this 

Nigga 2 shots in the air 

Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke 

And if you bout i make a move 

nigga, everybody gotta go 

Just some bout it niggaz from New Orleans 

And Texas hooked up 

C-Murder, Master P, and UGK 

Now Nigga what? 

[chorus till fade]