Murda Drive

Get Back Gang
And they know me
I’m Prince Dre from the WIIC
Strech Gang
88Krazy
We got plenty choppas, they want problems? They ain’t sayin' nothin'
All types of Glocks, they gon', lil' bro blam somethin'
They know I’m a shotta from O’Block, I’m with Grandson
Me and Top, we floatin' through the city, we don’t feel nothin'
When I’m I up and shoot, get back, let them hunnids loose
Long live my niggas, free them members, let them killers loose
Bitch, I’m back, boom-boom, Hellcat, it go vroom-vroom
Nigga pull up on me wrong, like T. Roy say score-score
I remember posted up on the block, we was duckin' cops
got fire in the hole, gotta tote them Glocks
Who that bitch that beatin' down the block? Foenem on that car
If they movin' wrong, up that chrome, lil' bro open spot
I’m from Murda Drive, ayy, the jungle where I survived, huh
I been through the world but ain’t no trenches like mine, nah
Where we never win, 'til the end I’m screamin' fuck the opps
Ayy, fuck the cops, put the guap, I ain’t chasin' thots
All these bitches tweakin', on foenem
Fuck the opps, I’m screamin' fuck opps
On foenem grave, fuck the cops
Turn me up, ayy, I been with all them killers
Nigga talkin' about they want war, ain’t no problems, huh
Send him to the sky, where, nigga, boaw-boaw-boaw
Guns they go bloaw, they go grrah, nigga, grrah-grrah-grrah
I’ma get the bag, feed it all, nigga, yah-yah-yah
Take a nigga soul for the back, fuck a ransom
Another nigga in love with me, call me
I came from the ugly where
I can’t let no nigga trick me
Hunnid K, my damn son
Murder backwards, redrum
Keep quiet, heard them feds comin'