UNCLE MURDA - Murdera lyrics

rate me

EAST NEW YORK!

I'm smokin that la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la

La, la, la, la (CARTER!)

I'm smokin that la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la

La, la, la, la (BROOKLYN!)

They call me Uncle (MURDERA!)

I'm a Gettin Money Gangsta (MURDERA!)

Them girls be all on me (MURDERA!)

Yeah they love me like thaaaaaaaaaat! (MURDERA!)

OH! If you know me you know I'm so, street

And I ain't got no love for the po-lice

It's a recession I still get it for so, cheap

Niggas that's gettin them bricks off know, me

Look I be on the grind gettin mo-ney

If you broke you get no love from the ho-neys

Shorty that nigga you with, ain't, street

He shook baby I can hear his {Heart-beat}

His friends said, I don't want no pro-blems

Tell duke relax we ain't gonna rob, him

Look I don't know is it me or the bi-ma

Or is she just a freak like Adi-na

But she all over me like ba-by

I just met her and she said I drive her cra-zy

You know I got the nine, tucked

Like whatever I'm on point like the line-up

They call me Uncle (MURDERA!)

I'm a Gettin Money Gangsta (MURDERA!)

Them girls be all on me (MURDERA!)

Yeah they love me like thaaaaaaaaaat! (MURDERA!)

(I'm smokin that la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la, la, la, la, la)

(Yeaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!)

Oh, I don't know... he told me that's he was alright (was alright?)

Well, all I know, she creepin with me tonight (she comin with me!)

It's all your fault, she said you ain't treat her right

No hands nor belt, but I'm about to beat tonight

{Now you know this just don't make NO kind of sense}

Broke nigga, get OUT, my face

I'm on the pa-per chase

If you ain't talkin 'bout money, don't be talkin to meeeeee!

(Okay, don't waste no time)

You better get on, the grind

If you broke, you're NO, friend of mine

I don't want your bail-up rubbin out off on meeeeeeee! (OHH!)

I, I, I, can't die

I got shot in my head, and survived

Man, I know I'm here for a r-eal rea-sooooon (I'm special!)

Dem bullets wasn't hurt-in me

I felt like Her-cules

Man, ask the doctor I was barely bleed-innnn

(A good doctor!)

They call me Uncle (MURDERA!)

I'm a Gettin Money Gangsta (MURDERA!)

Them girls be all on me (MURDERA!)

Yeah they love me like thaaaaaaaaaat! (MURDERA!)

(I'm smokin that la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la, la, la, la, la)

(I'm smokin that la, la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la, la, la, la, la)

(Yeaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!)

They call me Uncle (MURDERA!)

I'm a Gettin Money Gangsta (MURDERA!)

Them girls be all on me (MURDERA!)

Yeah they love me like thaaaaaaaaaat! (MURDERA!)

(I'm smokin that)