Yo, that`s rightNiggas just ain`t, doin` it how we doin` itNah mean son? I GMurder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightMurder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightYo, we go hard! Yeah, player not for nuttin`I spit fo` and leave a nigga bent up fo` sho`, get lowOnly got love for gangsta niggas, get doeThat`s for all the hatin` niggas waitin` to see me goDown to the bottom, chop up crack, playin` the blocks andStill wouldn`t matter, push the rock well like StocktonPaper chasin`, chasin` acresOperation get rich, take money over a bitchYou see me move low in the six and magazines a flicksPlayin` hard in the porch, plushYoung thuggin` and bossed upTouch niggas clutchin` what they know they bustin`We can do whatever nigga, whenever niggaReally is nothing, Murder killa, we crush `em, shitGot the industry on romadonWhile we celebrate tastin` bottles of PerinonSo for life it`s murder, ice burners, stacks and trucksWe after bucks, mother fucker!Murder INC.`s the underdog, it`s a blessin` to ballWe learn a lesson from y`all, how not to fallBlack Child will body a beat, this is airway robberyWhen Murder INC. drop albums, that`s when gangstas partyWhat chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac EscaladeOr bitches on Ecstasy, sexyEat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaksThrow it up, put it down for the streetsWho wouldn`t fall in love, with a life like thisHittin` hoes that`s priceless in tight icebergs shitYou can blame the drugs, it ain`t gon` change to slugsA famous thug, pain is love, mother fuckers!Murder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightMurder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightWho would`ve thought, we get away with manslaughterNumerous cars, cribs off the waterA playa no longer, life`s gettin` shorterTired of hoes takin` offers, instead of ordersThe Rule don`t condone this`Cause in the late `60`s, man, this game was flawlessUntil blow got on the riseThem ol` Jacks was slingin` pies in bell bottoms and buttonfliesBut now, pop yo collars, blow set for sagAnd we still fly birds L A X to LagThey roll caddies with white walls, we ride Benz with magsStill the goal remains the same, guard from fedsY D to O G, the game chose meR U L E the INC. and I GWe never gon` break free from this life we live as thugsPain is love, it`s murdaMurder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightMurder INC.Takin` flightWe go hardBetta get it rightYou see the life we live, we on the murderous shitAnd every time we breathe, it`s Murder I N CYou know it`s love to thug, `cause thug is in our bloodAnd how we take this shit, stay on that gangsta shitYou see the life we live, we on the murderous shitAnd every time we breathe, it`s Murder I N CYou know it`s love to thug, `cause thug is in our bloodAnd how we take this shit, stay on that gangsta shitStay on that gangsta shitStay on that gangsta shitStay on that gangsta shitSee what we do when we doWhat we do when we do itStay on that gangsta shit