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UNCLE MURDA lyrics : "Nwa (Feat. Maino)"

Yeah (Uh Hu) East New York,
Hustle Hard, Gmg, Bed-Stuy ^!$$%,
(Ya Heard, Black Flag) Murda, Wat Up ^!$$%?

Maino, Wat Da $#&@ Going On Man?
(Im Here Man) These ^!$$%z Aint Even Ready Man Ya Heard,
(Im Ready To Catch A Body Again) (Me Too Man,

Im Just, Dat's Just Da Feelin)

Yeah Mutha$#&@as Hate Wat Dey Can't Be,

Fear Wat Dey Can't Beat,
No Matter How Dey Try, Dey Can't Touch Wat Dey Can't See,
You Ready Dawg?


Im Ready Dawg, Murda Let Dat Semi Off,
Have His Mama Like "wat Da $#&@ Dey Had To Kill Him For?"


But Dat Was Her Only Child.


But He Never Made Her Proud,
Finally She Wanted Da Knucklehead To Get Gunned Down,


(Damn) It Is Wat It Is,
We Aint Rappers, We Shooters Man,
Dis Da Rebirth Of

Got These ^!$$%z Shook To Death,

To Da Death.


Back To Back.


Tec For Tec.

Mac To Mac.


Extra Clip.


These ^!$$%z Is Scared Dat.

Pop Em Up,

Hit Em Up,
Dat's Blood He Spittin Up,


Im Da Hand Of God,
He Going To Jesus To Pick Him Up,
Murda, Wat You Tryna To Do?


Maino, Wat You Tryna To Do?


Im Tryna Catch A Body Son.

Im Tryna Catch A Body Too.


We All !@&@e Offenders.


Call Da Cops To Come Get Us.

Stand In Front Of Da Judge Like "$#&@ It Give Us Our Sentenceä.


We Send Them To The Wars Cause You Don't Really Want No Problems With Us,
{We Hit Em Like...}

We Drag Em To The Back Of The Alley For Even Uttering Words About Us.
(We Hit Em Like...)
So Sorry's Out Your Face, We Leanin But This Aint A Dance We Do,

{We Hit Em Like...}

{You Get Em} (Yeah)

(I Split Em) {Yeah}
{I Twist Em} (Yeah)
(I Flip Em) {Yeah}

{You Lift Em} (Yeah)
{We Hit Em Like...}


Oh Ima Shoot Em In His Head,

And Ima Hit Em In His Neck,


We Got Da Kinda Name,

Dat You ^!$$%z Gon Respect,


Ima Take Dat ^!$$% Chain,

All I Need Is Da Watch,

Before We Take His Life,


We Take Everything He Got,

Ima Movement By Myself,


And Ima Movement By Myself,
But Together We A Force,

^!$$%z Lives Gon Get Lost,
You $#&@in Wit A "gä,


Ima Mu$#&@in Ryder

Im Mr. Shoot-You-Up,

And Im Da Getaway Driver,

Look Man I Does Wat Da Killers Do,
You Know How These Killers Do?,
Got Some Real ^!$$%z Out In Philly, Dat Some Killers Too.

Ima Pro, So Da Flow So Beautiful,
If I Aint Da Truth In Da Booth Then You,
You Delusional!

I $#&@ Wit Men Dat Be Hustlin Like I Used To Do,
But I Don't Move Pharmaceuticals, Im More Musical,
I Be Rhymin Cause Findin A Job Is Unusual,
And Workin A 9 To 5 Aint Cool To Do,
Da Pay They Pay You Da Day Is Unsuitable,
Dat's Why Workin At A Job, I Refuse To Do,
For Real, But Da Media Be Confusin You,

Dey Said I Had Price On My Head,
Dem ^!$$%z Foolin You,
If I Had A Price On My Head,
I'd Put Twice Da Bread & They'll Be Dead,
Dey Gon Shoot At Who?
I Got Da Loot To Get Plenty ^!$$%z To Shoot At You,
And I'll Shoot It Too, But You Know Dem Lil Dudes'll Do,

Dey Aint Sparkin Dey Barkin Just Like A Poodle Do,
And I Could Prove It Too Dat Da Problem Is Unsolutional.

We Send Em To The Wars Cause You Don't Really Want No Problems With Us,
{We Hit Em Like...}
We Drag Em To The Back Of The Alley For Even Uttering Words About Us.
(We Hit Em Like...)

So Sorry's Out Your Face, We Leanin But This Aint A Dance We Do,
{We Hit Em Like...}

{You Get Em} (Yeah)
(I Split Em) {Yeah}
{I Twist Em} (Yeah)
(I Flip Em) {Yeah}

{You Lift Em} (Yeah)
{We Hit Em Like...}

Now Dat Is How You Kill A Mutha$#&@a (Ya Heard Hahaha)
I-I Like-I Like When A Bullet Go In A Mutha$#&@a Head Man,
I Like Seeing A ^!$$% Bleed & %#@! Man.
(Yeah Man) Dis Dat Shoot-Em-Up, Bang-Bang %#@! Man,
Dis Aint None Of Dat Positive,
Dis Is All Negative Rap Right Here ^!$$% Ya Heard.
(Brooklyn, Promoting Violence ^!$$%, Bed-Stuy, East New York)
Get Ya Gunz Up ^!$$%z (Yeah)
Cassidy, Wat Up?
Wats Going On ^!$$%?
Khryst, Wat Up Mutha$#&@a?
(My ^!$$% Khryst On Da Hook) (Ya Heard)
Brooklyn (Maino) Uncle Murda
(We Doin Wat We Do My ^!$$%) Ya Heard
Bull%#@! Man (Yeah)

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