Song picture
Black Hand (Murda)
Comment Share
License   $0.00
Free download
Dis Da Shit That Get n***'s KILT
Commercial uses of this track are NOT allowed.
Adaptations of this track are NOT allowed to be shared.
You must attribute the work in the manner specified by the artist.
Check out the artist page.
Stream all 71 songs for free.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #4,082
Peak in subgenre #581
Author
Ryan Stinson
Uploaded
September 09, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
the beat's dark and i had some of that hood pain goin through me
Lyrics
I seen a lotta wild shit, nigga's talkin' nonsense / Go from walkin' to chalkin', when that napalm bomb hits Chickens gawk at my wrist, but I'm focused on the block / Fist holdin' on the glock, since we opened up the shop Steady workin' on the clock, ain't no time to punch in / Amongst men tryna eat like it's some kinda luncheon Crunched in a tight area, bust guns to bury ya' / Inferior, when you dead ya cousins can carry ya' Careful how you steppin', when you reppin' in my section / Here's a lesson, I don't purchase weapons just for the collection Blessin's ain't a given, doin thangs to make a livin' / Takin' change from all these kittens, watchin as they frames stiffen Start bangin' & get to liftin', cowards stay yellow / Think you crunk cuz you drunk, nah you best to stay mellow Or else say hello, and I ain't givin' hand-shakes / I'm dealin' wit a mans fate, don't get cha man's scraped [HOOK] x2 It's Murdaaa Sometimes shit happens, when them nines get to clappin', and you liars quit actin' It's Murdaaa But the streets don't sleep, so if he gon creep, I'll put his whole team deep That's Murdaaaa [HOOK] Da Kid Source grabs trigga's, clap & trash nigga's / Live by the gun, if you grab and blast quicker Pass dat liquor, lemme throw a few shots / Thinkin that you thorough, when yo borough know that you not Hotter than the average, we lockin' up the cabbage / Cuz faggots is tryna see us rottin wit the maggots Copyin our tactics, guerilla warfare / False-Flaggin' the flags that you really don't wear I'ma air out the beef, when I hear bout cha teeth / Bumpin' wit ya gums, guns clear out the streets So when you peep me, comin', you need to be runnin' / Got evil guns, so ya people see nothin' I keep things jumpin', the block stay movin' / Coppin that cake is what cha spots aint doin' I'm shootin' anything that moves, Semi automatic tools / Yeah we seen what happened to, cuz we did what we had to [HOOK] x2
On Playlists
Comments
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.