Ya’ll Heard Of Me – C-murder – letras

C-Murder Talking)Tru RecordsChopper CityC-Murder B.G. bout to do this thing yall heard us(this for real)Straight gutter you know(New Orleans)(C-Murder Chorus1)Now all yall done heard of meNow Im C-Murder I done done things yall aint never heard of and imma fool boy they call me a folleyoung im willin to die for mine im willin to die for mine(B.G. Chorus)Now all yall done heard of meIm B Gizzle i done things yall bitch niggas scared ofIve smacked bitches, shot niggas, sold coke, court cases done it all i aint talkin i dont stunt at all(C-Murder Verse)You dont wanna mess with that glock boy(glock boy)catch me with that glock you get popped boy(and dropped boy)On the spot money bustin out my socks boy(socks boy)Its hot and now these cops on ma jock boyI break bread with them base headsI show some lovin till they slip then i trip sonIts bigger than drugs they wanna label me a killer so dont push me life is hard im tryin to fill my own graveyard 3rd wardA menace to society like imma threatya’ll aint met the real C yet imma wreckAsk money, wayne and rich about me its really unreal i was choked son when slim got killed you know how i feelIt was a shame what we became, who should i blame my playas told me to be cool you know imma foolmessin with you gorillas will get yo head bust(yo head bust)Me and my homies we bout that paper its money we after straight money makersthe cutt boys could never be no fakersI spit that gangsta rap forget that hip hop i bump them gangsta ass beats that make yo head bopNow make that iron cocked and then that show stop cause its murder murder murder murder the 1 8 7 cause i dont give a shh shhBut they dont hear me though(C-murder Chorus 2)Now all yall done heard of meNow Im C-Murder I done done things yall aint never heard of and i done sold rocks, rob blocks merked clowns and done time imma fool boy im willin to die for mine(B.G. Chorus)Now all yall done heard of meIm B Gizzle and i done things yall bitch niggas scared ofIve smacked bitches, shot niggas, sold coke, court cases done it all i aint talkin i dont stunt at all(B.G. Verse)If you dont know me ask somebody you know and i bet they know that this that lil nigga quick to draw down and split ya and cut ya throatthis the nigga quick to handle his buisness and quick to creepthis the nigga that aint bout poppin no playa squashin no beefthis the nigga keep a 40 up on and with an extensionthis the nigga quick to steal from ya even when you payin attentionImma uptown gangsta VL don when i die bury me with girauds and a tshirt on im a fool like that i be walkin through the hood with all my jewlery on bitch niggas wonderin how i do itIm as real as i could and it gets no realer i got killas like janeal just waitin for me to send emI was raised with gorillas and gangstas, killas and thugs, street hustlas that will touch you upthese choppa city niggas all true to the gameyou hear C or BG you gotta know them names(C-Murder Chorus 1)(B.G. Chorus)(C-Murder Chorus 2)(B.G Chorus)(C-Murder)Now show me where you at(BG)Throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up for C-Murder caliope throw yo hands up(C-Murder)Now stunt for me, now jump for me, now walk for me, now stomp for me(BG)Throw yo hands up, throw yo hands up for C-Murder caliope throw yo hands up(C-Murder)Now stunt for me, now jump for me, now walk for me, now stomp for meNow slide like ya know VL CP street of tha nolia stunt for me, jump for meX5 on the trackTRU