[Verse]
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Iiiiiii'm comin, two .50 cal's in hand
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Long goat-tee nigga the Taliban
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I'm Murda Man, I'm tryna murk somethin
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This ain't for [?] cheese I'm tryna hurt somethin
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These niggaz claimin g'z, claimin they run the South East
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How you run the shit in that buck buck Caprice?
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Atleast, you oughta know bout my flow
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The P the T the R the O
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The Y nigga, I'm so fly call me jet
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Jump off in the ocean still ain't wet
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I flex, I motherfuckin ball better ask em
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Catch a nigga talkin shit n motherfuckin blast em
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Murda, m-u-r-d-a
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Im pumpin gats at whoever in the way
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Im back wit gun play, don't think they undastand
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But I don't think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man
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[Hook]
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I don't think they wanna fuck with the Murda Man
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Fuck wit the Murda Man, fuck wit the Murda Man, Well Uh-Huh
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[x4]
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[Verse]
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Yaaaaa'll trippin, now everybody crunk
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Yall niggaz gon make me pop the trunk
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Cuz I remember way back in the day
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When the ATL wasnt gettin no play
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Then I came out, dropped We Ready
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Niggaz went to bouncin, ridin them box Chevy's
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But I guess that was then, this is now
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When I catch ya ass in the street the gun blow, blow
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I represent the hard, I represent the angle
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I represent the real, I represent the danger
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I represent the cars, I represent the dream
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I represent respect, I'm representin my team
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It's Mister PT aka Murda Man
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Ya pistol in ya car, my pistol in my hand
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And you can ask Chan, I shot a nigga van
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Dont think you understand, I'm the fuckin Murda Man, Murda Man and
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[Hook]
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[Verse]
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Stiiiiiiiill spinnin, empty my magazine
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I jump off in my limousine and flee the scene
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This ain't the SWAT team, this ain't Lil Scrap n them
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I rep that hard shit and fuck a platinum
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And Little Jon, used to by homey, used to be my Ace
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Now I wanna slap the the taste out ya mouth
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Nigga down south I'm a legend
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When ya see me keep motherfuckin steppin
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And flexin, so what you gotta A at nigga
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That don't mean shit to a south side killa
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Wussup Shay? wussup Tod?
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On that ass, Shady Park
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Murda, M-U-R-D-A
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Im bustin shots at whoever in my way
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Cockin my A-K, don't think they understand
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But I don't think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man, and
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[Hook]
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Murda Man
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Pastor Troy |