[Intro]
Busta ass n***as
Busta ass n***as
Let's ride on they ass

[Chorus: Irv Gotti]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

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Hater, it's murda
What the fuck you gonna do?
Murder I-N-C
We gangstas, y'all playas
Now we took your shit, now it's time for war

[Verse 1: Tah Murdah & Irv Gotti]
Yo, yo, whether y'all n***as feelin' my gangsta or not
Guns will pop, n***as will drop, flip figgas and build stocks
And I still rock with n***as who slang them thangs
Fascinated by this life and what it could bring (Murda)
It's a good thing when good n***as cling together
It's a hood thing, guns sling hittin whoever, I'm after the cheddar
N***as that's something you must know
Get touched for any grand, my plans (Nobody can live) is the gusto, bitch n***a
Walk with us, switch n***a (Wha), wound up in a ditch, n***a (Huh)
Keep fuckin' around (Yea)
Throw your body over the bridge and watch you drown, yeah
It's murda when I cock it back
[Verse 2: Black Child & Irv Gotti]
Yo motherfuckers love to hate us, we got slugs for traitors
Big John-Dub paper, drug flavors
Weed, coke, dope, mess tabs and ease
Fuck around and I open up a spottin' spree
If I did n***as'll probably snitch on me
Cause some of these n***as in the industry is like bitches to me
Ya'll ain't seen nothing this black since Biggie
You never seen gat this big that pretty
(Motherfuckers) you Murda I-N-C
(And I touch ya) snitch n***as get it for free
(Motherfucker) if I can't live n***as die tonight
It's Black Child, Hollis Ave
Murda for life
(N***aaaaaa!)

[Chorus: Irv Gotti & Ja Rule]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfucker, still don't give a fuck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
N***as, still don't give a shit
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Call it what you want Murda Inc.'s the gang, n***a
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfuckers, still don't give a fuck
[Verse 3: Vita & Irv Gotti]
Meditate, light the dro
And let this bitch drop a flow so know when you speak
How n***as gon' creep and they keep that heat, leave you six feet deep (Uh)
It's a murda thing (Yeah)
A Jersey thing (Huh)
Now you know how I claim it (Wha)
Burn these thangs, ain't nuttin' gon' change
We own this bitch
And I never hesitate to put it on a bitch (Whaaa)
And this box owned by the motherfuckin' Murda (I-N-C)
V-I-T-A and I see no (Other choice)
But to roll with the homicide
For all the drama make sure you and your mama die

[Chorus: Irv Gotti & Ja Rule]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfucker, still don't give a fuck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
N***as, still don't give a shit
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Call it what you want Murda Inc.'s the gang, n***a
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfuckers, still don't give a fuck
[Verse 4: Ja Rule]
It's the end of the days for n***as who shit where they lay (Uh)
Like this bitch with aids I pay to fuck who I hate (Yea)
So when they congregate and the condom breaks
For that one mistake, [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] (La-la, la-laaaa)
Shit, it's murda, that's what we be yellin'
Sellin' million of records on top of these drugs (You know) we sellin', ready to (Get high)
Fuckin' with I-N-C and you (Gon' die)
It's murda for life so get it right (Ya'll n***as)
Known for carryin' guns and we fucks (Ya'll bitches)
This thug life we live it with both feet fully in it
We gives more then we get it, ya'll needs shots delivered
N***as you could call us, M-U-R-D-E-R-S
We put souls at rest and shoot up caskets, we dangerous
Fuck with INC you gettin' touched 'cause n***as
We still don't give a fuck

[Chorus: Irv Gotti]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

[Outro]
You will lie in hell
Where your dead homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape
There's no way you can escape
So rest in peace bitch