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Artist: C-Murder f/ Afficial
Album: Trapped in Crime
Song: NL Iggaz
C-Murder talking
What's happn' yo what's happn' nigg* oh salt shakin' as* muth*fka
nigg* talkin' bout keep it real nigg* this the realest s**t you
gonna run up on ya dig TRU nigg* what's happn' No Limit forever
lil' daddy it's cool let me holla at ya dawg check this real s**t out
C-Murder
nigg* nigg* I'mma rider never gave a fk about the other side
Me & my we love to get high
An break the rules
Like fools on a mission cause we thugged out & trapped
I only give my real dap
Me & my click is so close it's fked up
My nigg* Nu got drunk & yet we all throwed up
An showed up ready to blow some s**t up like Castro
These bout to straight get plucked
I'mma millionaire
These ghetto put me there
Showed me love
nigg* pass the dub
It's a TRU thang
Respect it like your last name
Or get touched boy
I don't give a fk boy
C-Murder:(Chorus)
No Limit we thug we love
TRU on a mission muggin' in club
No Limit we thug we love
TRU on a mission don't give a fk nigg*
Reapeat
Afficial group member #1
Pull out the Porsh chicks run to the car
Blow my smoke to the sky blazin' dutches cigars
I got the street in my veins my block runs thru my blood
Plead guilty to tha charges when I'm facin' the judge
fk it I'll do the sentence lift weights & read books
Make me a millionaire in jail wit a mill on my books
Only understand crooks ya'll is suckers
I'm in a booth waitin' for a CEO to front us
I got the hood relyin' on me not to mention myself
So if the drug game dead I can rely on my wealth
Nine outta ten is haters I'm the other one
Like startin' fires that blazes & stackin' my funds
Afficial group member #2
Uh hu I bet ya'll love the way I flips em' out
Funny guy hu now watch how these clips come out
I done took it where ya'll can't go now how bout that
I done turned these straight up into stumblin' cats
An they mad at me cause they say I spit it to rough
An throw it at you like a chick who don't get it enough
What is it X-ray vision the way I see thru this cats
That's why I roll wit thugs who love the squeeze them mac's
Remember back til' when we hid them stacks in alley ways
Now we keep that dough comin' & goin' like holiday's
Chorus(4X)