NL Iggaz

<br>Artist: C-Murder f/ Afficial<br>Album: Trapped in Crime<br>Song: NL Iggaz<br><br>[C-Murder talking]<br>What`s happn` yo what`s happn` nigga oh salt shakin` ass muthafucka<br>nigga talkin` bout keep it real nigga this the realest shit you<br>gonna run up on ya dig TRU nigga what`s happn` No Limit forever<br>lil` daddy it`s cool let me holla at ya dawg check this real shit out<br><br>[C-Murder]<br>Nigga nigga I`mma rider never gave a fuck about the other side<br>Me &amp; my niggas we love to get high<br>An break the rules<br>Like fools on a mission cause we thugged out &amp; trapped<br>I only give my real niggas dap<br>Me &amp; my click is so close it`s fucked up<br>My nigga Nu got drunk &amp; yet we all throwed up<br>An showed up ready to blow some shit up like Castro<br>These niggas bout to straight get plucked<br>I`mma millionaire<br>These ghetto niggas put me there<br>Showed me love<br>Nigga pass the dub<br>It`s a TRU thang<br>Respect it like your last name<br>Or get touched boy<br>I don`t give a fuck boy<br><br>C-Murder:(Chorus)<br>No Limit niggas we thug niggas we love niggas<br>TRU niggas on a mission muggin` in club niggas<br>No Limit niggas we thug niggas we love niggas<br>TRU niggas on a mission don`t give a fuck nigga<br>[Reapeat]<br><br>[Afficial group member #1]<br>Pull out the Porsh chicks run to the car<br>Blow my smoke to the sky blazin` dutches cigars<br>I got the street in my veins my block runs thru my blood<br>Plead guilty to tha charges when I`m facin` the judge<br>Fuck it I`ll do the sentence lift weights &amp; read books<br>Make me a millionaire in jail wit a mill on my books<br>Only understand crooks ya`ll niggas is suckers<br>I`m in a booth waitin` for a CEO to front us<br>I got the hood relyin` on me not to mention myself<br>So if the drug game dead I can rely on my wealth<br>Nine outta ten niggas is haters I`m the other one<br>Like startin` fires that blazes &amp; stackin` my funds<br><br>[Afficial group member #2]<br>Uh hu I bet ya`ll love the way I flips em` out<br>Funny guy hu now watch how these clips come out<br>I done took it where ya`ll can`t go now how bout that<br>I done turned these straight up niggas into stumblin` cats<br>An they mad at me cause they say I spit it to rough<br>An throw it at you like a chick who don`t get it enough<br>What is it X-ray vision the way I see thru this cats<br>That`s why I roll wit thugs who love the squeeze them mac`s<br>Remember back til` when we hid them stacks in alley ways<br>Now we keep that dough comin` &amp; goin` like holiday`s<br><br>Chorus(4X)