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ride on dem bustas `c murder`

[Featuring Magic Ke'Noe] (Helicopter propeller) (Whisper getting louder) Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga (C Murder in background) From the motherfucking (?)

Do You Wanna Ride `C-Murder`

get dark wit the shades Down, you know Slay and Black paid now Niggas, see we be thugged out, 2 deep Muthafuckas betta stay out the way now, that foolishness I'm tellin you yo crew could get hit wit dem

on my enemies `c murder`

we ride on my enemies) I bet you motherfuckers die when we ride on my enemies Got some static with some niggas On the other side of town And my big brother Kev' Yo he's a rider now What they want

Hail Mary `TRU (C Murder)`

featuring Magic (C Murder talking) Check this out my nigga. I've been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin' time ya heard me.

Murder Dem `Pras`

Let me extend payments due on your arrangements Turn on the news, nigga, listen to the latest development Extra extra, read all about it Master Pras always Bout-It-Bout-It Bring tears to your fears

on the run `c murder`

[Featuring Da Hound Soulja Slim] Go head big baby Soulja Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafuckin' Murder Know what I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking

picture me `c murder`

[Featuring Magic] Intro Motherfuckers you see a TRU nigga walk on the streets you step on the side and respect that man TRU niggas never die we recreate to survive Picture me a TRU nigga (real

riders `c murder`

[C Murder] Niggas (what?) Would you ride for the cause? (hell yeah!) Would you die for the cause? (fuckin right!) How many niggas would ride and die for you? (we riders!)

only the strong survive `c murder`

[Featuring Master P] [Master P] can't no one out side infiltrate this no limit organization so prepare yourself prepare for a battle chorus 2x real niggaz going to ride playa haters going to die

Would You Hesitate `C-Murder`

[C-Murder] This song right here don't pertain to my most loved. P, Silkk, my cousin Jimmy, my closest family.

Hustla's Wife `C-Murder`

talking:Y'all bitches better get off me, y'all feel me what's up You see me what's up, everything around here Do you see anything, you thought wasn't there Look what's up baby, you know I'ma ride for you

murder and daz `c murder`

featuring Daz Dillinger C Murder/(Daz Dillinger) (Yeah what's happenin?) Whassup Daz nigga? (Whassup C Murder?) Shit I think we got problems. (What?) Ya know? (Fuck that.)

Thug Boy `C-Murder`

my thug You might want ghetto love But I just can't get enough - 2x What you want, I want my ba-by What you want, I want my thug boy What you need, I need my ba-by What you need, I want my thug boy [C-Murder

Mama How You Figure `C-Murder`

a Key Cause I'ma HUSTLA, JACK OF THE JACKA'S Make moves with Thugs Make moves where niggas show me love I'm from NEW ORLEANS, where we be ballin' Listen to the lyrics boy THE STREETS BE CALLIN' Some on

Get Bucked, Get Crunked `C-Murder`

, they gon act a pussy on yo head This for them thugs in the club, who straight, don't mind dying And them ballers in the parking lot, straight sitting on shine C-Murder called me up, and said "T-Bo it's

Down For My B's `C-Murder`

(C-Murder talking) Fuck them bitches Ladies, I ain't forget about y'all I'm down for my bitches too you heard me TRU Records respect us I'd die for my bitches, fuck them other bitches Chorus - 2xFuck them

Ya Dig `C-Murder`

C dash (ya dig) to the Murder man (ya dig) I make you dance (ya dig) give you a chance (ya dig) I run the streets (ya know) represent my hood (ya dig) If you don't like me (playa) it's all good (ya dig

feel my pain `c murder`

( Chorus ) Only thug niggas feel my pain I'ma ride for my homies because I'm true to the game Ain't no love cause my blood ain't the same as yours it's got me knocking on heaven's door Feel My Pain

show me luv `c murder`

Serv On] [C Murder] Yeah check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit Ya know this is for you you hear me?

My Life `C-Murder`

hate, they wanna see me in a box But my bulletproof vests, they protecting my chest Life ain't nothing but a test, it's a big ol' mess My money stay getting bigger, even when I'm in jail My name C

Betta Watch Me `C-Murder`

bout to wake 'em up Hook - 2xYou better watch me, cause I'm doing bad Plus I'm hurting, I gotta get weed Now where them goods at, playboy give me that And get them goods wrapped, I'll make you lean back C-MurderSee

Criminal Minded `C-Murder`

i live the fast life the world ain't big enough for us check it out..... im a criminal detrimental to your health i break bread with any nigga bad for your health project boy c-murda milla straight up

making moves `c murder`

Dick] Hey C Murder who you hang with?

TRU Homies (Radio Version) `Tru`

(Master P Talking) Yo Silkk and C Murder just remember as brothers blood is thicker than water and can't no man women or object infiltrate this family (O'Dell) When my TRU Homies call me

Murder and Daz `Daz Dillinger`

C-Murder/(Daz Dillinger) (Yeah, what's happenin?) Whassup Daz nigga? (Whassup C-Murder?) Shit, I think we got problems. (What?) Ya know? (Fuck that.)

survival 1st `c bo`

California's the state where all bustas die. First thought be survival every mornin' when I rise. So many murders and homicides in front of my eyes.

soldiers `c murder`

[Featuring Fiend Kane & Abel Mac Master P Mia X Mystikal] this goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers) At ease solute C MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there representin

Won't Let Me Out `C-Murder`

Sittin' here in the belly of the beast, C-Murder Trapped in crime behind bars, TRU I'm locked up, ain't no love They won?

til my casket drops `c bo`

Mo' murder mo' murder A body fulla tack 2's battlescars from bullet wounds New clothes diamond medallions from paid dues Niggas that ride til they rue with the attitude of 'fuck the world' from

Gangsta Don’t Play (Feat. Junior Reid) `Fabolous`

[Chorus: Junior Reid] Yes I waan dem fi know, seh real warriors don't play And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play And if they romp wid us,