[Ma$e Murda Interlude: Intro in the background] This is Murda! [ovation] [scream] And you listenin' to "Crucified 4 The Hood"... Volume 1! "10 Years Of Hate"! Y'all know how we made it... Hahahahaha!
[Intro: Ma$e Murda {DJ Whoo Kid}] Yup, you-yup-you' pa-POM! Yeah! Yo! 50 you came to Scoop nigga, Now I'm a burn this joint down! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
[Ma$e Murda:] I got the metro! - Petro! - The Tech blow; [shot] echo! [shot] I make niggaz in the club - move like it's techno. Chick scream: "Heck no! " - Flow this crazy I gotta get a cheque for rap version of Creflo. {G-UNIT RADIO! } You hear it in my flow that I done fathered niggaz I chill, go to church and I don't bother niggaz. {AAAOOOOOHHH! } But I'm gonna get mine regardless nigga, And if you keep frontin' like a champ', I'm a Tarver niggaz; Come on! - We got the "Unit" it's not a "Gorilla" You got no beef it's not over scrilla. Bunch of loud mouths and I'm a concealer This is "Murda" nigga, I named you "Killa"! [shot] Yeah! {GET BACK! } Word in the street is Murda is home And the broads don't wanna leave Murda alone; Come on! - More Franklyns than Aritha Go against Ma$e Betha and be ready for a ether. Think I'm soft, but check it this is off the record, If I brought it to a nigga if'd be off the record. [gunshot] {Whooooo! } Uh! Slow down easy! Go down greasy! Nigga take one right, give him 4 rounds easy. [4 shots] {Whooooooo! } Ain't no "ands" or "ifs" man, when I'm in the mix man Like I'm ambidextrous I pop left, switch hands. [shot] {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo} An loved in everyway cause I'm a rich man, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } I open niggaz chests like vicks man. [shot] {DAMN! } As in the M-A-$-E days, I throw chicks on the bench like the 6 men! 2 drops or more! - Blue fox to floor! New drop azure! - Tube sox araur! A flow this crazy then who dropped the ball {COME ON! } The most controversial since Tupac Shakur. {NONE STOP! } I'm givin' ya niggaz murder with all the ice-off I'm grimey like the park with the lights-off I'm not Roy Jones I never take a night-off I'm tryna get my money up to get my niggas mics-off. And you don't want a problem nigga {OOOOOHHH! } I feel like '97 Harlem nigga. So calm! So witty! So don! So pretty! And if I - lift the mink up, I'd blind the city! {SHADE 45! } I put a .9 on the line. - Them dimes coming with me. And I'm finished with Bad Boy now I'm signed with 50s! {OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH! } You think I'm in the booth still, cause I got the coupe's still, Kriss back and forth - like how the crew chill. Can we by the restroom, ring like 2 mill'? So on the back, there it's good for 2 fills. I take her to the backseat where Jacob in the back She like Ma$e, come mess up my make-up in the back. {COME ON! } Come here an' get rowdy rowdy! - I just pipe her. Then I give her back to her man to wife her. Most she get, probably school clothes an a Chrysler But you get bizarre - take it way far; Like I slayed the raw, 'till I say tomorrow, You rememeber me - for toting that thing around. [gun cocks] {Whooooo! } For half a century - they been throwing my name around, Chicks get fidgety! - Everytime I came around. {"CRUCIFIED... "} Now it's the enemy! - Plus I got the anger now! {"FOR THE HOOD"! } You know I pull up on the - Block! Big grey - tost! Your mixtape - host! - Get straight "Ghost". This thing in my diesel - put out so many shots [gunshot] You can feel a breeze through. - One of your Boys; please dude! Something to give me the right to leave you. {IT'S THE UNIT! } A hole in your head so big you can put a key through; Cousin I'm it! - Your Uncle Festa! That B2K flow; I might molest ya. Don't even come unless you coming for real Cause right now I give you one that you won't even feel. [gunshot] {Whooooo! } 'Fore you even get the nerve to put your gun on my grill, You better speed on the highway, sleep under the wheel. If you know like I know. - You just lie low! When you hear the fire go! BLOW! [gunshot] BLOW! [gunshot] BLOW! [gunshot] - Hit the floor... {COME ON! }
[Chorus: 50 Cent (Ma$e Murda)] It's kamekazi! (I run for the door!) - Tell everybody! (yeah!) We got the C4 to blow up the lobby. Grab that ammo! [gunshot] - Cock the shotty. [gun cocks] Ma$e is back. - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP!
[50Cent Interlude: crowd ovation in the background] Yeah! {WHAT? } Now what y'all think about Ma$e on G-Unit! And ya know I don't care what you think. Hahahahaa...
[Chorus: 50Cent] It's kamekazi! - Tell everybody! We got the C4 (Whooooo!) to blow up the lobby. Grab that ammo! (OOOHH!) - Cock the shotty! [gun cocks] Ma$e is Back! - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP! Haha! [3 gunshots] Send "KAMIKAZE" Ringtone to your CellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
