40 Glocc
Murda Murda
[Intro: Prodigy]
Yeah, yeah
Fuckin' cold out here
Fuckin' hungry right now, man
Let's go get sumthin' to eat, son
Some n***as holdin' over there
(Yeah, yeah) Say we take that (Yeah, yeah, come on, son)
Yeah
(Thirsty too) Yeah, yeah, yo

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
N***a this Banana Clip P not that other bullshit
This is the purest dope there is
I don't like fiction
If it's not facts I don't fuck with the shit
And that's how I live and with that bein' said, fuck with P you get dead
I keep three thousand in the pocket of my pants
Ey week the haze, I smoke seven grams
Ey day I wake I'm proud of who I am, I'm a gangsta and million dollar business man
I'm a soldiеr, a leader, it's P the don
I hop out on n***as whеn I catch 'em in my world and still make it to my meeting at Vibe Com
I'm a threat to the safety of your well-bein'
You wanna be on our side 'cause we feedin' the animals
Vultures and Hyenas
Them other n***as servin' that mad cow disease shit
[Chorus: Prodigy & Tony Yayo]
Yeah, I'm a soldier
And I'm a killer
It's murda murda
We pull the trigger
Guerilla Unit
Yeah we a problem
If you don't want it
Don't get it started
Yeah, I'm a soldier
And I'm a killer ([?] n***a)
It's murda murda ([?] motherfuckin' house [?] buy [?] car n***a)
We pull the trigger
Guerilla Unit (My moneys long, cocksucker)
Yeah we a problem
If you don't want it (Yo)
Don't get it started

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
You get knocked lil homie, baby mom's ain't gon' write chu
And you can catch aids if the wrong fiend bite you
Fifty grams of crack
That's conspiracy
A kilo and a mac (Twenty-five years, n***a you scared)
That's a century, I roll with hard rock n***as straight from the slums
With the heart of Iracs throwin' rocks at them guns, you we stack funds
Pop corks and bottles and we in every hood like (Mickey D's, n***a) Ronald McDonald, listen I'm rich bitch
Just from spittin' in the booth so the house in Miami is hurricane proof, I'm the truth
The phantom turn your wife to a hooker
That's why I chop the top like your neighborhood butcher
[Outro: Tony Yayo]
Fuck n***a
House in Miami (Ya'll n***as get some paper, man), hurricane proof, cocksucker
That's money, n***a (Just copped a million dollar crib, n***a)
P (Only [?] [?] [?])
Los Vegas P