Chorus: Osama
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G

Verse 1: Osama
Doomztown, we Ridin, late nights, we slidin
Broad day, we firin, thats a man down, you hear sirens2
Gang, Gang thats a man down, you hear sirens
Gang, Gang thats a man down, you hear sirens

Verse 2: Yung Lava
I'm hoppin out with that 4-0 and OP got that long nose
Catch a n***a lackin in traffic, we smoke his ass like hydro
Woah, this loud pack got my eyes closed
You shit shit with yo eyes closed, you fuckboys, you high bro
Like woah

Verse 3: Osama
My work weight, thats dry wall
Don't need a scalе, I eyeball
Got dope hits in my [??}
Likе woah
I rinse work til its all gone
Then it's back to that murder shit, for a couple racks, get your life hit
Verse 4: Yung Lava
And I'm with them dogs like Michael Vick
And they shootin shots, all you hear is swish
I'm Bout to take the plug for a couple bricks
Cause we out here on that gang shit

Chorus: Osama
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G

Verse 5: Ill God
When I punch in my car door, opens up n***a jump in
Pull up, hop out, 50 drum on the Glock clip
Gettin wet, like you swimmin n***a, my 40 is the deep end
I slide when I'm preachin, catch a body on the weekend
I shoot n***as in the daylight, so when the sun out, he be sleepin
I'm a big dog, I'm Ill god, n***as know I'm a demon

Verse 6: Yung Lava
Fuck all of this sneakin
Big guns, we be creepin, we catch a opp, he leakin, like woah
My n***as ride for no reason, we reckless n***a, we catch a n***a, we pepper n***as like seasoning

Chorus: Osama
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G
Murda Cres, Murda Cres I think I need a murder Beat
But fuck that shit, I'm in the streets so these n***as don't feel a G