C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics

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C-Murder feat. B.G. - Y'all Heard Of Me

[Intro C-Murder (B.G.)] Tru Records (cut that beat out boy), Choppa City, C-Murder, B.G. bout to do his thing, y’all heard us, (it’s for the real) straight gutta ya know? New Orleans…

[Chorus 1 C-Murder]

Now all y'all dun heard of me Now I'm C-murder I did dun things y'all ain't never heard of Now I’m a fool boy, you call me a fool its on I’m willing to die for mine, I’m willing to die for mine

[Chorus 1 B.G.] [ C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics ]

Now all y'all did heard of me I'm B-Gizzle I did dun things you bitch niggaz scared ta I smacked bitches, shot niggaz Sold coke, caught cases, I've done it all I ain't talking, I don't stunt at all

[Verse 1 C-Murder]

You don't wanna mess with that Glock boy (that Glock boy) Test me with that Glock, you get popped boy (and dropped boy) On the spot and money bustin’ out my socks boy (socks boy) It's hot and now these cops on my jock boy (jock boy) I breaks bread with these base heads I show some loving until you slip then I trip son It’s bigger then drugs They wanna label me a killa So don’t push me, life is hard I’m trying to fill my own graveyard the curve boy I’m a menace to society like I’ma threat Y’all ain’t hit the real “C” yet, I’ma rep Ex. bunny went and bitched about me It’s realer then real I was chosen when Slim got killed, you know how it feels It’s a shame the reaper came Who should I blame? Mytaius told me to be cool You know I’ma fool Messing with you guerillas, we get your head bust Me and my homies, we about that paper It’s money we after, straight money maka’s The cut boys could never be no fakers I spit that gangster rap forget that hip hop I brought them Gangster-Ass beats that make your head bop Then make that iron cock (that iron cock), and then that show stops (that show stops) ’Cause it’s murda, murda, murda, murda 1-8-7 cause I don’t give a ___________(Shh, Shh), but they don’t hear me though.

[Chorus 2 C-Murder] [ C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics ]

Now all y'all dun heard of me Now I'm C-Murder, I did dun things y'all ain't never heard of Now I dun sold rocks, robbed blocks, mercked clowns and done time I'm a fool boy, I'm willing to die for mine

[Chorus 2 B.G.] [ C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics ]

Now all y'all did heard of me I'm B-Gizzle I did done things you bitch niggaz scared ta I smacked bitches, shot niggaz Sold coke, caught cases, I've done it all I ain't talking, I don't stunt at all

[Verse 2 B.G.]

If you don’t know me ask somebody you know and I bet they know, This lil nigga quick to draw down and split ya or cut ya throat, This lil nigga quick to handle this business and quick to creep This lil nigga ain’t bout poppin’ no playas squashin’ no beef This lil nigga keep a 40 up on him with an extension This lil nigga will steal ya even when you payin’ attention I’m an uptown gangsta, V. L. Don, when I die bury me wit ya Bo’s and a t-shirt on I’m a fool like that, I be walkin through the hood (hood), with all my jewelry on Bitch niggaz wonder how I do it (do it) I’m real that’s how I could, it gets no realer I got killers like Jarnel just waitin for me to spend em I was raised with Guerillas and gangsta’s, killa’s and thugs, straight hustla’s that’d touch you up These choppas sendin niggaz all “Tru” to the game, you hear C or B.G. and gotta know them names

[Chorus 1 C-Murder] [ C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics ]

[Chorus 1 B.G.]

[Chorus 2 C-Murder]

[Chorus 2 B.G.]

[Outro B.G. (C-Murder)]

(B.G. where you at?)

Throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, free C-Murda Callio, throw ya hands up… (Snoop for me, now jump for me, now walk for me, now stomp for me…)

Throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up, free C-Murda Callio, throw ya hands up… (Snoop for me, now jump for me, now walk for me, now stomp for me…)

(Aha, the N.O., V.L., CP3, for the Nolia ya know?)

TRU…X-Files on the track…TRU

C Murder Yall Heard of Me Lyrics