Blockstyle Murderah lyrics

[Taydatay]
Stack chips like Don Trump
Comin` wit the slump
So original head bustas
Makin` moves from the junk
Mashin` niggas [???]
We stay loaded, fully loaded
Let the game be noted
We only comin` wit the coldest, hold up
In `99 we breakin` `em off wit major heat
Sweepin` the industry off they feet
Hypnotize `em wit the beats
It`s the most hated, America`s most blunted
See niggas come from the bottom
Then we turn around and run it
Comfront it, we got cha
Hollow points in the chamber
Releasin` the anger
Fuckin` around get caught up in the caper
People stoppin` my paper
Ain`t no time for no games
I`m watchin` niggas catch the vapors
While I`m doin` my thang
I hit the back and I swang
Niggas and bitches they be jockin`
They wanna floss wit us
Cuz they know we `bout the lock and load
We warmed up for the score
`Bout to hit `em wit a little bit of hardcore

[Chorus] x 2
Cuz in my lifetime I`d a done gang of shit
Invloved wit 211`s, 187`s for the chills
Another blockstyle murderah
Another blockstyle murderah
We `bout to have it bitch

[Hennessy]
And since I was a itty bitty niggy on the corner
I was a performer
Now my music gets women through California
Love to get up on it
We disinigrate all opponents
And represent niggas, windows tinted
Till you can`t [??]
It`s the O to the fuckin` A-K
D to the A-L-D
Fuck what the haters say, we paper chase
So you can`t tell me a muthafuckin` thang
But the [?]
We [?] too much blood gushers
Cuz you ain`t the one that run the hood
We [?] from the goods
Like they say, `Talk is
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