Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) This is anybody (Murderah) I'm a motherfuckin (Murderah) When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin

Nigga, I'm illy Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly All on my mind is to get more millies Niggaz talk shit that's silly Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really? Ay, I run this city, clearly Rebel for the hell of it, hella rich Never have to sell a brick again,

Thank God for the first nigga started trapping Thank God for the first nigga started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em I got a problem with these niggas Trigger finger keep itchin'

Real niggas don't die Form on the plot Form with the plot One-Seven-Forty-Five Form at the plot Hood niggas don't lie My niggas don't die Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope

I'm gonna fly arf Hey yo D, it's your nigga D What the fuck, you forgot about me? You've been eatin' real good lately Didn't get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me? Said I was your dog

Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real How do you want it? How does it feel? How do you want it? How do you feel? Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm bout to

A Mastermind Sees it coming before it comes Before he go to war he counts his one Everything planned out perfect In case y'all niggaz got to get murdered Sleeps at night, real easy 'Cause everything he does is by the book Never do a thing irrational

The motherfucking saga continues All hail to those believin in the real gangsta shit Cause when it comes to the real niggas It makes the shit that much harder to deal with Yeah! Above the Law up in this motherfucker "Black Mafia" for life Down with the

Ain't nothing more important than the mula (The mula) Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me I'm with my shooter

Feel like shovel with dirt thrown side of my name I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray Would have never started rappin' if I knew this shit had came with this Runnin' millions until my legs out Wheelchair