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Murder Inc.,
(Young Money crept in like, uh-ohhh!)
Mpire, Mpire, get em
Young Money, Cash Money,
Listen,

All my niggas, my bitches, my bitches, my
My gangstas, hoes, and pushers
Keep workin with what we
Nigga gettin it, got money, we it
Got bitches, we em

just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Cuz know we gettin it, got money, we takin it
Got bitches we takin em, Mpire just in
(Fuck niggas)

Uh-ohhh! uh uh, uh-ohhh! I, go, oh oh oh
Its the Rule, nigga, you know, oh
Im it, I dont gotta talk cuz Im livin it
Money over bitches, period, and Im dead

bitches is feminine, nigga
So I em up every time I see em, are you feelin it?
comin through the barrel or the fifth
Out the of the six

I-I-If you willin to bear witness, how I take money, take
is fascinated with the kid, love my style
Your bitch too be on a dick if you let her come out
Quit hand cuffin hoes

My pimp game proper, Im a pistol
Fuck around and get shot up, my niggas all
My all done up
Fuck, I know ya'll niggas hate to us but

All my niggas, my bitches, my bitches, my
My gangstas, hoes, and pushers
Keep workin what we dealin
Nigga gettin it, got money, we it
Got bitches, we em

just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Cuz know we gettin it, got money, we takin it
Got bitches we takin em, Mpire just in

Uh-ohhh! You did it
Now you get it, weezy fore its in your building
I will step on your building from the of my building
hell, hells risen, call me young Raekwon
Im a chef in hell's

Flow sweet as devils food, I eat angels for
me what you want, I dont give a finger in the middle
Ima hold it and blow up my anchor as the missile
When I say we got the brrr I aint whistle

Long body Maybach, it make me feel so
Im ballin on the and I wont pick up my dribble
Retarded on these beats, sick, I spit
And she couldn't under my umbrella if it drizzled

My pimp game proper, my aim
So run and I hit you like Jeremiah
Trotter Yessir, call me Carter
My leather so soft and I be stuntin my daughter, ya dig

Yup, yup, I it but our jewelry's so fitted
hot, damn, bitches with the Atkins, Carter
And like we don't make that crack outta real butter
Now d-d-did I s-s-stutter the time, nigga, its nah

like uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! This nigga is trouble
Its the Inc, nigga, act like you
gettin it, livin this gangsta shit

All my niggas, my bitches, my bitches, my
My gangstas, hoes, and pushers
workin with what we dealin
Nigga it, got money, we takin it
Got bitches, we em

just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Cuz they know we gettin it, got money, we it
Got bitches we takin em, Mpire just in

Murder Inc.,
(Young Money just in like, uh-ohhh!)
Mpire,