Intro - Truth

Yeah… nox and me ya heard me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

My niggas

Yeah Chink Santana, D.O.

Cannon, Young Merc

My nigga… Seven

It’s murder niggas

You listenin to a nigga right now that don’t give a fuck about nuffin nigga

Ha ha ha…

It’s murda

It’s time to serve ya niggas and bitches ya heard of us

It’s Irv Gotti and the Murderers and we still don’t be givin a fuck

It’s just to vicious of a click and nothin but spitness

Do their work handle their buisness man who gon fuck wit us?

(Repeat once)

Yeah, shit

I don’t know what y’all thought

But we pro’s and we flow, fire acid

And toast and that fo' automatic

And dough gotta have it and my niggas blastin

Gloves and ski mask’s when it’s time put the match in

We cock and bust, rags, is what’s happenin

Livin like a gangsta so gangsta shit I’m rappin

While y’all niggas is actin, stick to the script

Hold ya hip wit a clip

Ain’t no love for the snitch

Only slugs from the fifth leave you stiff

Ain’t that a bitch

Niggas hatin for nothin for frotin for nothin

Becomes somethin that you don’t want cousin

It’s simple basic shit

Whoever face my clique

Gon get erased, in this thing violence and sick

Nigga hard to break yourself

Pie and we rollin strong wit fire arms

The fire bomb, when the war is on

And if you ain’t know thats the boss man runnin the show

So get your weight up if you hate us enough

To come lace us pull out your gun and bust it

Man enough if you ain’t bluffin

And for the record it a message

For niggas second guessin y’all can eat a dick

I love this gangsta shit

(Chorus play’s in background)

I love this gangsta shit nigga!

Nobody fuckin wit my clique nigga, bet that

Bunch of motherfuckin niggas that don’t give a fuck nigga

Let me tell you who the fuck they is nigga

Let me tell you who the fuck they is

The kingpin, Ja motherfuckin Rule y’all

Ain’t no stoppin that nigga

Caddy, Caddy

Fuck that, Tah Murda nigga, Tah Murda nigga

Black Child, Black child, Black child

Vita, Vita

Murder mommy nigga, murder mommy nigga

Yeah, yeah

Jody Mack, Jody Mack

Ha ha ha, 0 easy nigga, 0 easy nigga

I got some new niggas, I got some new niggas

Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhh

D.O.

Cannon, D.O.

Cannon

Paul shitty nigga

Young Merc, Young Merc, Young Merc

Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhhhh shit

Chuck B-More, Chuck B-More

What’s fuckin wit that

Y’all niggas don’t know

Ronnie Bumps, Ronnie Bumps

I see you nigga

Last but not least

The princess Ashanti, The princess Ashanti

The princess Ashanti… That's my clique nigga

That’s my family