[Intro: Uncle Murda]
Oh yeah, this the Lenny Grant Story n***a
Oh, if you a real n***a, you need to roll up some' to this, n***a
Drink some Hennessey, n***a
See one of your man just locked up somebody, n***a
Are we on real n***a time, n***a ?
(Whoa)

[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few live n***as
A whole bunch of lame n***as
If it wasn't for that statute of limitation, I'd say them n***as names, n***a
My n***as like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
Fuck them n***as be killed, they supposed to be dead (Fuck 'em)
It was them or us, so we them in the head
Fuck being broke, we supposed to get bread
You know what I do, if I get caught I'ma go to the feds
You think I give a fuck about a rap n***a?
Being mad 'cause I dissed 'em on a track n***a
From where if he ain't from 'round here, get him gat, n***a
Don't call me to get it back n***a
Like Sean Kingston, you ain't gonna get it back n***a
We ain't doin' it here how Meech was doin' it, but we doin' it (BMF)
We don't pull out guns unless we shootin' it (Bang Bang)
Shoot to kill no play shit, broke Mac don't spray right when we spray shit
Kids outside, broad day shit
Only ones dying, thats the n***as we came to hit
[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives n***as
A whole bunch of lame n***as
If it wasn't for that statute of limitation, I'd say them n***as names, n***a
My n***as like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
N***as said they with this shit, don't know what this shit about
Dope boy in a drought, aye n***a, go a different route
Like them gold fronts, n***a, spit 'em out
You gon’ make me hit you right here in this Waffle House
Fear is a option, danger is real
Go ahead, play tough guy and get your ass killed
N***as was talking 'bout Boo Boo, sayin' "My man dropped him"
The party was jumpin' when I pop them
Next day, n***as was talkin' with a different tone (shit)
Why n***as ain't telling I get my name known
Fuck you thought, when a n***a got a bone to pick
Hit ya with that hollowtip, better corner cheap
I'm a hustler my n***a, I get to the bread
I don't know none 'bout no n***a been shot in the head
N***as sayin' I hit him, that's not what I did
Do me a solid
Say that if you talk to the feds
[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives n***as
A whole bunch of lame n***as
If it wasn't for that statute of limitation, I'd say them n***as names, n***a
My n***as like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
God don't care 'bout them n***as we kill, they in hell, n***a
But police want throw us in the jail, n***a
Mad 'cause nobody won't tell, n***a
No witnesses, no fingerprints on the shells, n***a (haha)
So they lock us up with no bail, n***a
Barely write letters, they reading through n***as mail, n***a
My man like, "What the fuck is you doin'
In the studio writin' song about n***as we shootin'
Can't make this up, it's 3 in the morning B
My man stopped my engenieer from recordin' me
"Fuck what they think they know, they can't prove shit"
He like: “I hear you my n***a, but this ain't how we do shit”
I know he right, but I don't want to hear it
I'm spittin' in police face and I'm hopin' they're hearin'
Black lives matter, I've done took that n***a
Before I said a n***a name, bring the hook back, n***a
[Chorus: Uncle Murda]
We done killed a few lives n***as
A whole bunch of lame n***as
If it wasn't for that statute of limitation, I'd say them n***as names, n***a
My n***as like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds