[Caddillac Tah talking]. Yo that's right. Niggas just ain't doin' it how we doin' it. Nah mean son? I G. [Chorus] (2X). Murder INC.. Takin' flight. We go hard. Betta get it right. [Caddillac Tah]. We go hard! yeah. Player not for nuttin'. I spit fo' and leave a nigga bent up fo' sho' get low. Only got love for gangsta niggas get doe. That's for all the hatin' niggas waitin' to see me go. Down to the bottom. Chop up crack. Playin' the blocks and. Still wouldn't matter push the rock well like Stockton. Paper chasin' chasin' acres. Operation get rich take money over a bitch. You see me move low in the six and magazines a flicks. Playin' hard in the porch plush. Young thuggin' and bossed up. Touch niggas clutchin' what they know they bustin'. We can do whatever nigga whenever nigga. Really is nothing. Murder killa we crush 'em shit. Got the industry on romadon. While we celebrate tastin' bottles of Perinon. So for life it's murder. Ice burners stacks and trucks. We after bucks mother fucker!. Murder INC.. [Black Child]. Murder INC.'s the underdog. It's a blessin' to ball. We learn a lesson from y'all. How not to fall. Black Child will body a beat this is airway robbery. When Murder INC. drop albums that's when gangstas party. What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalade. Or bitches on Ecstasy sexy. Eat sleep eat and watch freaks eat freaks. Throw it up put it down for the streets. Who wouldn't fall in love with a life like this. Hittin' hoes that's priceless. In tight icebergs shit. You can blame the drugs. It ain't gon' change to slugs. A famous thug. Pain is love mother fuckers!. [Chorus] (2X). [Ja Rule]. Who would've thought we get away with manslaughter. Numerous cars cribs off the water. A playa no longer life's gettin' shorter. Tired of hoes takin' offers instead of orders. The Rule don't condone this. Cause in the late '60's this game was flawless. Until blow got on the rise. Them ol' Jacks was slingin' pies in bell bottoms and buttonflies. But now pop yo collars blow set for sag. And we still fly birds L-A-X to Lag. They roll caddies with white walls we ride Benz with mags. Still the goal remains the same guard from feds. Y-D to O-G the game chose me. R-U-L-E the INC. and I-G. We never gon' break free from this life we live as thugs. Pain is love it's murda. [Chorus] (2X). [Ashanti]. You see the life we live we on the murderous shit. And every time we breathe it's Murder I-N-C. You know it's love to thug cause thug is in our blood. And how we paint this shit stay on that gangsta shit. You see the life we live we on the murderous shit. And every time we breathe it's Murder I-N-C. You know it's love to thug cause thug is in our blood. And how we paint this shit stay on that gangsta shit. Stay on that gangsta shit stay on that gangsta shit. Stay on that gangsta shit. See what we do when we do what we do when we do it.