U Hear Dat - Soulja Slim

Murder murder, murder murder

Mo' murder murder

Murder murder, murder murder

Mo' murder murder

I’ma pop him, I’ma pop him uh-huh

I’ma pop him, I’ma pop him

You heard that… uh yeah

Fuck I look like wearing a toe tag, up in a body bag

My gun my bullets, my thirty round clip

I’m never leaving home without it, I don’t slip

Ok I’m some’ing serious, I’m so serious from you not knowing

I’ll cut your throat till the meat showing, motherfuck a rap

I hustle rap, like four or five birds of smack

Bag up in ounces half ounces, quarters and shit like that

You get the drift, I’m grown up you can take a sniff

Don’t get in your whip, I’ll make you hurl up in your shit

I was that flooded bag, that that lil' boy had

Went out like a soldier, O.D.'d with his soldier rag

You better believe, uptown niggas sold him that

I’m some’ing serious I told him that, when I first started

Now you dearly departed, still I remain raw

In reality, I chop bags up with my chainsaw

I’m rapping for a reason, God gave me this gift

And made to where a nigga can’t fuck with me, running real shit

One shot for fifty cents, she brought it back to the street

Now it’s all on me, to get me right now in this industry

I ain’t no friend of P, don’t ask me bout that boy

He ain’t no man, you think I’m lying then ask Pastor Troy

I pass the toy, and let my lil' dogs get the murder charge

They feel like he played me, so they gon' bring the fucking noise

I rap bout fifty bars, motherfuck a chorus

I can do this, I’m one of the world official flowists

Magnolia Projects, is the spot where I was praised at

Got love for Mac-90's, 223's and K’s and

Automatic handguns, reveolvers I had some

Booted my last one, I bagged em and toe tagged em

It’s a reunion, all my real niggas home from the penn

If I start naming these killers, they’ll get up under your skin

Give em the game, tell em it ain’t like back in the days

If you ain’t pushing Escalades, out chea' trying to get paid

We’ll be ya beat, I remember when we was on that skeet

Now it’s years later like a mo’fucker, 2003

(*talking*)

Yeah, KLC I been fucking with ya for a long time nigga

Ya understand I’m saying, a long time partna

I came in the game fucking with ya, ya dig (fa sho nigga)

But I wanna know what the fuck you using for the high heads (this 22 gun shots)

What you using for the snout, (nine milli buck shots)

Well what’s with the kick, (twelve gauge)

What that is for the open high heads, (45 cocked)

And the bass, (twelve gauge one) yeah