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return of the murda - dj whoo kid lyrics

[intro]
i know why we don’t get along
i know why we don’t get along
it’s lonely at the top n*gga
you hear the echo?
let’s go n*gga
n*ggas playin’ with me, man
push my back against the wall, man
whoo kid let’s get it!
g*unit!
heh heh heh heh
yeah you know nig
n0body wanna know about you n*gga
that’s why they always askin’ ’bout me, n*gga
they wanna know me, n*gga (yeah)
that’s why they ask you about me, they wan’ know ’bout (yeah) me, n*gga (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
yo how could you not remember me i put you in the industry
gave you n*ggas a flow and now you actin’ finicky (i see you)
man, anything at the bar, two chains, three bracelets on, is probably just mimicking me (ha ha)
i’m what the game never seen [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] the new [?] wit a lean
it don’t take much to drop a dutch on a kerosene (kerosene)
you a rookie, i’m a vet and i could carry any team
n*ggas like broads, always makin’ they comments, i paved the way
n*ggas should be payin’ me homage (i hear you loon) and carry
[?] [?] [?] [?] i love beef
so n*gga just [?] say i’m islamic, you be happy i turned reverend or seven to eleven, i’m front of 7eleven wit a brand new mac*11
[?] in my direction no i probably wouldn’t pray
better yet i probably wouldn’t play, i probably be in the kitchen wit your misses, wrap a body with yay
buy my cars in mami while i shop in l.a
with the [?] [?] that put gotti away so n*gga is you copyin’ ma$e or copyin’ jay?
make up your mind, i take you n*ggas eight at a time
see how many you could take from this 9, i make so much cake, what i [?] i see what n*ggas sayin’ no mind
tryna get the n*gga ma$e to resigne, now need i say
the coupe color probably nine millimeter grey, front on me that be the day, stunt on me you eat a k
i’m to the point [?] is my extra car parked house, penthouse overlook the reservoirs better i pray for ’em than lay for ’em
polish the ak for ’em and make the block hot as may for ’em
[outro]
yeah
yo whoo kid i’m in a catch twenty*two
try not to catch twenty*two
if i go to church n*ggas say i’m takin’ the money
if i come in the game n*ggas say i’m takin’ the money
no matter where i’m at it’s like i’m takin’ the money
so just leave it at that, n*gga i’m takin’ the money
y’all don’ woke the beast up, i was sleep
i ain’t gon’ even lie to ya’ll n*ggas i was sleep
i was snoring, i was in a coma
but now i smell aroma n*gga money’s in the air
let’s do it
who wanna do it with the kid?
ha ha
y’all don’t want me y’all better stop playin’, man
anything you could put on my head i could match it, n*gga
and then spot you twenty, n*gga
murda

- dj whoo kid lyrics

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