Chorus: [C Murder]

Money don't make me I make money

Yeah them niggas can't take me cuz I ain't runnin

When its time for me to make a move I'm a make it

Leave a motherfucker standin' in his shoes a born killer (x2)

Verse 1: [C Murder]

No Limit soldier for life nigga give me my props

I come a long fuckin' way from pullin jacks (?) and slangin' rocks

7 digit figures can't make me soft

I be the same motherfucker ready to blow a nigga head off

Bury him, before he bury me

Become a memory, motherfuckers talkin' bout remember C

Nigga, is you crazy, I don't know what death is

The reaper don't fuck with a nigga like me, I'm a handle my biz

Like 4 more, I'm sick with it, you know what I'm sayin'

Don't play no games boy, you know C-Murder ain't playin'

I go to clubs, mean mug, ain't shit gon' happen

I'm a motherfuckin gangsta, niggaz know I ain't just rappin'

Can't stop a crazy motherfucker from doin' what he wanna

I'm still facin' ten years on an open charge in California

So believe if you see me on the corner it really don't matter

And respect a real nigga, or watch your fuckin' brains scatter

Chorus x 2

Verse 2: [Soulja Slim]

Now C-Murder told you bitches don't play no games

And since I got a little paper bitch you think I changed?

? at all times respect my mind

I'd rather be caught with it than without it, I ain't lyin'

Cuz soldier haters come in all shapes and sizes

They act like they your people wearin' them different disguises

You get a little baby and you get some fame

They be all in ya face just because of ya name

I'm worldwide,