"Yeah... Uhu uhu... "That's right" "Yeah" [echo] "Show y'all niggas what time it is..." "Eyo!" "Yo dunny little bitch ass nigga shot up my car Y'all little dirty motherfuckas know who you are Little snitch ass bastards, bitch ass bastards I still be in your hood comin' through for mad years Out in Brooklyn I see your punk ass again, yeah It'll be murder I don't care who's looking, that's right Catch right up in Sunda Ville, red hook pink houses & Queensbridge, still Can't nobody run me up out the hood, I'm like the IKEA store see me up in your hood Whether I'm there for business, or no business, ya'll idiots best mind your business When my shots go off they find their victim, then I scratch names of the shit-list" When my shots go off they find their victim, then I scratch names of the shit-list" "Straight murder, it be straight murder Shoot me & I still live & that's your ass (Fuck the story man) We make homicide look like suicide But that's murder, it be straight murder The bullets you hit me with'll be your last Straight murder, it be straight murder" (yeah) "I can't keep count of how many niggas I cut with my blade Kilo across your face stick & then braise Nigga it's hot in the hood, you can't walk with a gage Come outside with that punk, you get stuck in a cage I took the hit & got up quick, stuck in the rage and My pain just pour it through a pen & a page The wrong shit out your mouth, you get a hole in your face Then it's back before the court, fighting the case I got extra money, my spots is pumping the base So if you can't rap it's good I hit you with a eighth They call me hustle man fam cause I switch up my hustle Get to sticking niggas up when that coke don't bubble Since a lil' nigga, I ain't been nothing but a trouble It's easy to fuck up when you feel like nobody love you I keep telling y'all niggas that I came up hard And I think like a nigga in Sing-Sing on the yard" "Straight murder, it be straight murder Shoot me & I still live & that's your ass (Fuck the story man) We make homicide look like suicide But that's murder, it be straight murder The bullets you hit me with'll be your last Straight murder, it be straight murder" (yeah) "When it's on I beat the shit out of dead horses, keep killing 'em Mercedes & them Porsches, we killing 'em Rap music's got problems, cause I'm starting shit Anybody got problems with P can come get it I'm not scared of you I'm very available You acting like its so hard I'm right here dude No guard, no bulletproof vest, them shits is too bogey & they make me sweat Fuck it, if it's time to go it's time to go Plus what's it gonna help when they shooting for your head yo Ain't no mission impossible & ain't no man alive got that much strength That he can't get touch huh, you that sick ain't you And that quick, you turn into a thug ain't you Huh, you that sick ain't you, and that quick, you turn into a thug ain't you" "Straight murder, it be straight murder Shoot me & I still live & that's your ass (Fuck the story man) We make homicide look like suicide But that's murder, it be straight murder The bullets you hit me with'll be your last Straight murder, it be straight murder" (50 Cent: yeah)