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[Verse] Iiiiiii`m comin, two .50 cal`s in hand Long goat-tee nigga the Taliban I`m Murda Man, I`m tryna murk somethin This ain`t for ??? cheese I`m tryna hurt somethin These niggaz claimin g`z, claimin they run the South East How you run the shit in that buck buck Caprice? Atleast, you oughta know bout my flow The P the T the R the O The Y nigga, I`m so fly call me jet Jump off in the ocean still ain`t wet I flex, I motherfuckin ball better ask em Catch a nigga talkin shit n motherfuckin blast em Murda, m-u-r-d-a Im pumpin gats at whoever in the way Im back wit gun play, don`t think they undastand But I don`t think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man
[Hook] I don`t think they wanna fuck with the Murda Man Fuck wit the Murda Man, fuck wit the Murda Man, Well Uh-Huh (4x)
[Verse] Yaaaaa`ll trippin, now everybody crunk Yall niggaz gon make me pop the trunk Cuz I remember way back in the day When the ATL wasnt gettin no play Then I came out, dropped We Ready Niggaz went to bouncin, ridin them box Chevy`s But I guess that was then, this is now When I catch ya ass in the street the gun blow, blow I represent the hard, I represent the angle I represent the real, I represent the danger I represent the cars, I represent the dream I represent respect, I`m representin my team It`s Mister PT aka Murda Man Ya pistol in ya car, my pistol in my hand And you can ask Chan, I shot a nigga van Dont think you understand, I`m the fuckin Murda Man, Murda Man and
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[Verse] Stiiiiiiiill spinnin, empty my magazine I jump off in my limousine and flee the scene This ain`t the SWAT team, this ain`t Lil Scrap n them I rep that hard shit and fuck a platinum And Little Jon, used to by homey, used to be my Ace Now I wanna slap the the taste out ya mouth Nigga down south I`m a legend When ya see me keep motherfuckin steppin And flexin, so what you gotta A at nigga That don`t mean shit to a south side killa Wussup Shay? wussup Tod? On that ass, Shady Park Murda, M-U-R-D-A Im bustin shots at whoever in my way Cockin my A-K, don`t think they understand But I don`t think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man, and
[Hook]
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